Mental Health Providers in Tacoma, Washington

Patients need to know that a Doctor at this facility has a history of facilitating abuse. His name is Neal Palmreuter and this is my experience under his care. I was in the office of Neal Palmreuter after coming out of psychosis and I told him "I remember you". I could sense a discomfort, because he was under the assumption that I was not aware of the abuse I had endured. Part of my delusions led me to believe he was killing people. Every time I was tackled and injected by staff under his direction, I experienced it as dying. I thought my life was being taken violently and a new life would begin, only to experience that violence once more. My mind was trying to integrate the experience. I counted 5 times. 5 times where I was subjected to violence, that I live with still to this day. And I remember calling out that they needed to call the authorities for help while I was being repeatedly forcibly injected, despite being non violent. I remember grabbing his badge to read his name, because I knew I needed to know who was responsible for the harm I was enduring. It's like the cruelty of the abuse, tackling leading to injections that I could not protect myself from, played out into my psychosis, I could visually see everything I was experiencing, the tackling, the lights going out as the medication took hold, but my way of making sense of the why behind was the part that was altered, because there was no real way for someone in psychosis to make sense of unprovoked violence. I experienced it as life threatening to the point where I thought I had died, repeatedly, which is sadly very representative of the violation that repeated unprovoked tackling, followed by forcible injections, in a non violent person feels like. He had a look of discomfort and almost shock that I told him I remembered him. Which makes sense because I can think of two instances where I was focused on him in my delusion. The instance where I asked the staff to call the authorities on him as he directed their harm against me, and reading his badge, which likely would have stood out to him as unusual. It is the same instinct that made it possible for me to share this story about him today. I knew that he was the doctor, he made the calls, and he was directly responsible for the abuse that I endured.

The first time me and my roommate went there we found out it’s all virtual. You sit in a room and look at a computer screen. I sat in there and there were fingernails and toenails everywhere. Plus the lady named Florence was my person I saw and she was so rude and even was mad at my roommate to having an answer to a question she asked that I didn’t have the answer for. But I knew my friend did. This lady quit the practice then I got a new person who is also so rude. Saying he is open minded. He said that 10 times during our apt. I was asking for pills to stop cravings for substance use he said no I won’t give this. I also asked for antidepressants and which he denied also. The last thing I asked for was a form of non stimulant for of adderall for my adhd which he also denied. So I’m not seeing the point of going there. Me and my roommate both got in the car and before leaving we screamed at the top of our lungs. So frustrating. The guy even said if you were in my shoes what would you do. I replied if someone was in front of me asking for help and help for stop drugs who had previous suicide attempts then I would help them. He replied my opinion doesn’t matter because I have done drugs. But on top of all of this they were giving me an antipsychotic shot which I have discovered actually makes my symptoms worse and my drug of choice cancels the shot out. But still told me to go get it. So crazy this place!

The building at 510 Tacoma Ave S was built in 1909 as the C.C. Mellinger Co. Funeral Home. In 1945 a ceremonial chapel was added — with a striking spire‑style dome that really stands out. Today it’s home to Pierce County Alliance, a place of help and hope. The building still keeps its historic charm, and you can really sense how the past and present meet in its architecture.