My Nonprofit Reviews

I was a previous resident at this establishment. The Joy House claims to help restore lives, teens, and families, but they are most certianly lying. There was so much hate and judgement in this wretched place. I am a pansexual female, and when the house parents found out they went around the house burning sage and praying this "evil" would leave. They isolated me in a room by myself at night, would not allow any way fashion or form of contact with the other residents i lived with, and was constantly being told i needed to change who i was. Also we were locked in our rooms at night, the doors had alarms on them. The girls house, which i was in, did this thing called deep cleaning twice a week. It was awful. Im talking getting on hands and knees scrubbing the floor. They would do this wet paper towel test, where they wet it and wiped the floor. If any residue was on the paper towel, we were forced to redo the entire chore list, plus 3 extra chores. The house mom laughed at me once and told me i looked like cinderella scrubbing the floor. By the end of 5 and a half months staying there, i was so depressed and deteriorated i tried to kill myself. Thats how awful this place is. I spent most of my nights crying. Please, do not send your kids here. It will make them worse than they were before.