Has this been studied? Have others experienced this?

I’ve spent most of my adolescence in therapy and inpatient institutions for conditions I did not have, and then most of my adulthood trying to understand and cope with this.

At the end of the day - I just can’t understand it. I can’t find therapists who understand it either - just, “she was a terrible bad mom.”

When I was full on inpatient, they’d realize that she was lying about everything after a couple of days and send me home. She later stumbled on partial impatient - where I could be punished and medicated for things that supposedly happened at home. We’d switch therapists every few months, when they cottoned on to the fact that she was reading WebMD for things like schizophrenia and ODD. Medication wasn’t tapered off - I was switched around from Wellbutrin to Seroquel to Invega to Resperdal to at least ten different things by my 18th birthday. I’m pretty sure I have TD as a result of the antipsychotics; I imagine the rapid switch between all sorts of “mood stabilizers” has done damage to my brain’s ability to emotionally regulate.

One of the things that she really wanted was for me to claim that my adoptive father molested me. At multiple points I experienced very high pressure questioning and even outright hypnosis to attempt to convince me of this. I was “rewarded” for saying things that went along with this - when I started having dreams of being raped, she “rewarded” me for confessing this with a trip to Red Lobster.

Her MBP presentation was more typical with a family member - more focused on the physical symptoms.

I’ve just been struggling to understand why. That I could go home, have a completely normal evening watching TV, and then the next day be placed on Resperdal for “fighting my sister.”

It shook any confidence I’ve ever had in my own sanity. Years of gaslighting, years of fuckery. It makes it extremely difficult to trust any sort of medical professional.

I guess - are there case studies? Has anyone else gone through this? I’ve read about Gypsy Rose, I’ve read stories of mothers smearing shit into their child’s own wounds for attention, but the psychological terrorism has me reeling. It’s fifteen years later and I can still feel that sense of helplessness.

It’s just incomprehensible. I can’t understand why a parent would sabotage their own child.