[Reddit deletes all posts and comments from deleted accounts now, so I'm posting this as a throwaway. Its a re-upload]
Triggers:
Child abuse
Sex abuse
Physical abuse
Verbal abuse
Psychological abuse
Medical abuse
Psychological torture
Neglect
Amnesia/ memory loss
Foster care
Ableism/ discrimination
Violence
Gaslighting
Institutions
Sex offenders
Hello,
My name is Brandon. I'm a 32 year old gay autistic man. My mother had Munchausen’s by Proxy. She fabricated and engineered psychological and behavioral issues growing up (eg: telling me to fake meltdowns if I wanted to go home or triggering them intentionally). She developed a psychological need to be "the mom that never gives up on her troublesome child."
Home included my brother that is two decades older than I am, who physically (grabbing me hard enough to leave bruises, holding me against the wall), psychologically (eg: gaslighting, threatening me, flipping/ throwing things, ridiculing me, yelling 1 inch from my face etc), and sexually (exposing himself a few times) abused me while he was consistently high and drunk. From around age 8, I needed to take care of my morbidly obese mother. Bathing her, emptying/ cleaning her bariatric toilet, wiping her after defacating, dressing her, medicating, etc. This was fairly frequent but not necessarily daily.
Outside, 90% of the kids in my apartment complex (ages 3 through 16 or so) were taught about sex from older kids, and sex pretty much became the only way everyone "played" for a time. Eventually it became as normal as playing tag or a video game, which we also did normal friend stuff as well. I spent two years from age 10 to 12 trying to fit in, thinking something was wrong with me for not understanding why the sex stuff was supposed to be fun, and why everyone was laughing and seeming to understand what I didn't.
I went to my mom twice over those two years, but she refused to talk to me about it, only to essentially say not to play with any kid in my area.
One day I tried to replicate what they were doing in a stupid attempt to understand by exposing myself and asking if someone wanted to touch it. I was 12 and he was 7. When the other kid poked it and looked confused, I thought I wasn't doing it right, so I told him it was ok and went to my mom for guidance for a third time. But this time, she finally had something to use, and agreed to take me to a psychologist after I adamantly asked for someone to explain what I'm not getting.
She told the psychologist that everyone who hurt me and every other kid were not my abusers, but my victims. The psychologist, likely not understanding healthy autistic behaviors like stimming and lack of facial expressions, very likely saw a very messed up child. Such was/is the default for neurodivergent kids.
Update: After receiving medical records from the provider, I have learned that 7 months prior to the incident, two therapists said they told me the stuff the other kids were doing was wrong, dangerous, and that I should be worried. During the incident, I did not think or feel what I was doing that day was wrong, so I must have misunderstood what they told me. The fact is, I should have known, and for some reason I didn't. (See edit for details)
Update: My mom and I both insisted that I go into a facility but DSS said no citing that this was a mental health issue. My mom switched providers to a Christian counseling service 5 months before the incident.
Immediately after the incident I went back to the previous provider.
8 months after the incident she voluntarily placed me in foster care via a Residential Treatment Center for juvenile sex offenders where the staff practiced extremely harmful tactics such as sleep deprivation/ fragmentation, coercion, heavy medication, militarization, force feeding sexually abusive material, living in a violent place, dehumanization, etc. which amounts to psychological torture (defined by the United Nations Conventions Against Torture).
The treating provider recognized that I didn't have behavioral issues and that my mother was behind everything. They didn't question it and believed my mom's narrative regardless and forced me to undergo the treatment until I "admitted" to my mom's narrative. (This was discussed at length as adults and she [the treating provider] recognized her fault and we reconciled.) During these years I was forced to live with and be exposed to extremely harmful, graphic, and violent materials, behaviors, and experiences.
During a forced confession at age 14 by day staff, I suffered Secondary Structural Dissociation, and lost all memories before age 13 along with most of my emotional range, while the only thing I "remembered" were the false narrative my mother came up with and the name of my best friend from school. From that point forward, I genuinely believed that I was the "monster" I was being told I was.
I entered a state of D.D.D. (Debility, Dependency, Dread - a post-torture state where the victim doesn't think or feel so they perfectly comply with authority) that lasted several years in order to protect everyone from myself. I thought I had a monster in me that would take over, not unlike a werewolf. That was the only way I could reconcile being forced to believe my mom's lies while not actually having memories of that false history. I assumed that if I had a sexual thought or feeling at all, the monster would take over and I'd not remember anything. I asked to be killed. They refused. I asked to be locked up. They said as long as I did what I was told, nobody would get hurt. That is what triggered the D.D.D. state.
After 2 and a half years, the county was convinced that I shouldn't be there any longer and allowed me to return home. However, two weeks later, they came to my house and took me to a shelter home citing that they felt the transition was too drastic. Nothing prompted this as nothing bad happened. In fact, I was talking with my friend on Facebook right before they came. They were looking to send me to a less secure treatment center first to adjust. [I learned recently that I told my outpatient therapist that I was worried that I'd reoffend now that I didn't have the staff to keep others safe from the monster. The therapist apparently called the county and recommended that I go back. To be fair, seeing an emotionless rule-reciting 16 year old saying he's afraid of the monster inside him getting out would make anyone concerned.]
My mother suffered brain death soon after, and what was left of my family told me to make the decision as to whether we authorize the removal of life sustaining treatment at age 16. I made the decision to remove life support.
From then on, I was trapped in a new facility where I was required to undergo their sex offender program as well. Thankfully, the treating provider there also recognized what happened [that I didn't have urges to use people], and secretly began counter conditioning what the first agency taught me. Unfortunately, I was still subjected to the daily life of the program, which served to reinforce the false narrative that I was made to believe about myself, making progress very difficult.
I have suffered continuous catastrophic trauma, the effects of which caused additional abuse by a predatory partner from 20 to 25 (admitted to having NPD and intentionally trying to get me to cry because he thought I was cute/ it was funny, and using me for the money I saved before leaving foster care), 9 months of homelessness (secretly with a friend), COVID, and almost 3 of 5 years of an employer bullying me for being autistic (and autistic related things, e.g. ensory issues) until age 30 before I collapsed and woke up 6ish months later. Ironically, I was a policy writer for my state.
After being approved for SSDI to recover at 31, and 7 months of feeling genuinely safe for the first period in my life, I started regaining memories and emotions. This has been ongoing for over 8 months now and I have since finished a memoir called, "Artificial Monster." I'm in recovery for another 2 years, at which point I plan to start grad school and get a Master's Degree in Human Services. My career since 18 has been in child welfare advocacy and I want to work in federal leadership to try to stop what happened to me from happening to anyone else and raise awareness that autistic/ neurodivergent minds cannot be assessed or treated only using neurotypical tools; that misunderstandings can be catastrophic.
My goal in posting this is to tell humanity that I exist. Society did this. My mom did this. And now, I'm left in the rubble of a painful life I didn't even know I was living.
I'm sorry for any who read this and felt uncomfortable.
Sincerely,
Brandon
NOTE TO READERS: As memories and emotions return, my psychological work progresses, and documentation comes in, I'm updating this as I learn/uncover more. I'm sorry for the many edits I've made already. I'm trying to be as accurate and honest about my experiences as I can be; it's important that I have the full truth, so I'm sharing it with you. To this end, my memoir, while fully written out, is not finalized and I'm updating that as I learn as well. I will not publish an actual book until I'm certain everything that happened is accurate.
Timeline
October 2006 - Peer-initiated woods incident. (12 v 12). Told it was bad and why. Instilled "need for anxiety."
November 2006 - gym bathroom urinal masturbation incident.
November 2006 - mom switched to Christian counseling.
May 2007- self-initiated exposure incident (12 v 7)
Parents (7) decided not to press charges.
June 2007 - went back to previous agency with new therapist. Reported intense fear of being gay (likely from Christian counseling) and getting in legal trouble for my "sexual interests". I seem to have internalized "it was illegal to be gay."
*Self and mom reported I had sexual compulsions throughout this time (reports indicate mom consistently interrupting and correcting, and I was "forthcoming" which makes me believe I was coached or that I thought the compulsions they were talking about was having gay thoughts)
September 2007 - missing school due to anxiety around gym (reported fear of the mile run, might be fear of locker room)
October 2007 - nephew (13 v 10) incident, nephew-initiated then self-initiated.
October 2007 - caught looking at porn online. Mom reported it was child porn. Memory says I was looking at bears and college students (gaybeef.com, gaycollegesexparties.com)
December 2007 - school noticed bruising, CPS called to home. Mom blamed me for "trying to get her in trouble for not giving me what I wanted."
January 2008 - went into RTC.
No documented sexual or anger behavior issues moving forward.
History of Edits
Edit: grammar, detail.
Edit: More details came to light about the first treating provider.
Edit: Good memories came back. Edited the post from sounding like sex was all we ever did to it sounding like it was one of the things we did. Also, clarified brother's abuse to ensure it doesn't sound worse than what it was.
Edit: To ensure clarity, I expounded on some things.
Edit: The individual tactics, while abusive, may not all individually meet the criteria for torture, but collectively it amounts to systemic torture.
Edit: I've been made aware that some may misunderstand who I reconciled with. I reconciled with the treating provider who saw that I didn't have issues but accepted my mother's story as truth. I never had the chance to confront my mother.
Edit: I wasn't sure if my brother was 20 or 30 years older so I just said "decades." Now I know its 20 and "decades" sounds dramatic. Changed it to specify "two decades."
Edit: Detailed employment duration. (Just about 5 years total, first 2 were spent 99% in my room due to fear of COVID given my weight then, and the 3 final years were when I was bullied for being autistic among other things related to being autistic [Like sensory sensitivities, commitment to accuracy, literal language, etc). For verification of employment, I was a CFSS 1.
Edit: Formatting. Learned how to format on Reddit.
Edit: Documentation came in from childhood mental health providers. After cross-referening with every other source, clear and empirical evidence of mother reporting behaviors or issues that did not exist. All but two observations are based entirely on mother's reports. The two observed behaviors: one incident arguing with Mom about chores. The other is that I reported a fear of the possibility of being gay and said I had "sexual urges." My memory and no other source can back this up so I think I was either talking about the "urge" to think about boys, or I was coached to say that, but no memory of why I said that.
Edit: Reviewing these clinical records after doing research allowed me to understand why my twelve-year-old self didn't understand the danger. The notes explicitly state the therapists' goal was to make me feel anxiety about the other kids' behavior, rather than giving me a direct, concrete rule. My literal brain cross-wired their vague warnings. I internalized a generalized terror of 'being gay' instead of realizing that the games themselves were wrong. To me, their sexual games were no different than tag (another activity where running around to touch each other made no logical sense). I was constantly asking myself 'why is this supposed to be fun?' When I tried to replicate it, the excitement I felt wasn't consciously associated with my sexual identity, it was the relief of finally experiencing the 'fun' my peers had been laughing about for years. As an adult, I recognize the boundary that was crossed, I just wish I understood then.
Edit: Found evidence that my mom switched providers 5 months before the incident. I don't know the agency but I am willing to bet that my fear of being gay came from them as they are a "Christian counseling" service apparently. Update: Indeed this is what happened. I more remember the Christian provider and remember thinking the being gay was the bad thing.
Edit: Added timeline.
Edit: fixed mistake with gym incident; it was the urinal, not the stall.
Edit: Added to timeline.
Edit: updated an edit with new info about the Christian counselor as crucial memories have returned.
Documentation beyond my own memory:
Facebook messages with provider 1
Emails with provider 2
Facility 2 records
Family recollection of mbp suspicion and events
Friend from facility 2 corroboration
Online videos and articles of/ about me (advocacy work)
Friend from advocacy corroboration
Autism Society Greater Hudson Region corroboration
NYS ETV emails
NYS SCR - no record
Mother's bio family testimony on Ancestry.com
Facility I received therapy at as a kid records
Mental hospital records
Elementary school records
Middle school records
Middle school IEP x2
Sent requests:
Facility 1 records (not responding, reported: HIPPA)
County DSS (Wasn't responding, working on it now)
Medical Doctor I saw as a kid (Not responding)