Methadone gets you high, it might not be the same euphoric stupor high as heroin but it’s still a good buzz. If you are opiate naive 5-10 mg will make you feel fucking awesome. For non-addicts / opiate naive ppl 5 and 10 mg methadone pills are the standard daily dose.
5 mg and 10 mg methadone pills are actually what’s manufactured for use by doctors when it’s prescribed for non-addiction purposes. Methadone is used as a long-acting pain killer for certain chronic pain conditions.
It’s why your friend jumped out of bed and got shit done. They’d do the same if you gave them some Vicodin /loritabs. If any opiate naive person took 80 mg of methadone it would kill them, hell 40 mg would kill most people that don’t have any opiate tolerance.
Yeah, I took 5mg codeine for about a month for pain before I had surgery to treat what caused the pain (definitely physical, not mental), though I wasn't taking it every day maybe every three when the pain spiked. I had no idea how much pain I was apparently in until I tried to take the same pills for the after surgery pain and found myself horribly, horribly nauseous and dizzy. Not fun at all.
I can see why an addict would see those as candy pills, and a person who has never had anything would be flying.
This shit gives me flashbacks to the Gypsy Rose case. Super brave and outspoken mother seeks national attention by carting her deathly ill daughter in front of cameras to talk about her rare mysterious illness, which nobody knows how to treat. She claims the daughter has Autoimmune Encephalitis and PANDAS, and that she has become an expert in doctor shopping traveled all over the country seeking out treatment.
She openly admits that she has advocated for her daughter to get chemotherapy for her mystery illness based on her personal super-mom-research-skills. She also says that Gracie has been given Ativan and Morphine for her super rare and inexplicable symptoms, which the evil doctors refuse to acknowledge.
Of course, mom has a Facebook page. The daughter has been given Make-A-Wish privileges, she rides around in a wheelchair, has a shaved head, and...seriously, she even fucking looks like Gypsy Rose Blanchard looked back then. She is 11 or 12 in these photos.
Mom also talks a lot about her munchie endeavors on her own personal FB page. She's written three articles about it for some horrible boomer website called "Scary Mommy."
She was combative once the seizure stopped. And convinced a woodpecker was coming after her. They treated those symptoms with a drug called Ativan. Which should have calmed her, but didn’t. She, in fact, became more agitated. They tried again. She became angrier. And convinced that her dad and I were there to hurt her. Which was the hardest thing to hear. We had become part of her hallucination. The first resident who saw her said, despite her young age, it looked like schizophrenia.
[...]
Gracie had never been an artist. But with this mysterious illness had come the ability to draw anything she looked at, exact. And one day, she was drawing the characters from Beauty and the Beast. And for the clock, Cogsworth, both his hands were on one side. The psychiatrist asked her to number it. And the numbers too, were all written on one side. Proof he said, “There was nothing psychiatric about this.”
[...]
From that day forward, I watched my daughter deteriorate. Strange things happened. Her hair fell out. Alopecia, dermatology said. Characteristic of an autoimmune illness. She couldn’t talk. “Selective mutism,” they countered. She was choosing this. The hospital-maintained Gracie was crazy. The seizures worsened. And she was in and out of the hospital. Never with any answers.
[...]
Again, I feverishly researched the next steps. I talked to doctors in Arizona, Texas, and Florida. And I found treatment protocols published in reputable medical journals. Gracie needed chemo, to target the problem cells and IVIG to replace hers. I took these ideas to the Cleveland Clinic and a collaboration begun. But before that could go anywhere, Gracie again slipped away. After “seizing” for hours, she appeared catatonic. I was terrified, but couldn’t take her to the local hospital, because they didn’t believe she was ill.
This shit gives me flashbacks to the Gypsy Rose case. Super brave and outspoken mother seeks national attention by carting her deathly ill daughter in front of cameras to talk about her rare mysterious illness, which nobody knows how to treat. She claims the daughter has Autoimmune Encephalitis and PANDAS, and that she has become an expert in doctor shopping traveled all over the country seeking out treatment.
Huh. Is her personal FB already down? I get a "Page Not Found" error for her but not the Fight like a Grrl one (should note I don't actually have a facebook account.)
Well hopefully with the attention Gypsy's case has gotten recently with the Hulu show everyone will see through this woman's bullshit. She doesn't have a huge following yet, though, and if most of them are coming from that Scary Mommy website they might not be the best crowd to differentiate regular harmful crazy mommy behavior like not vaccinating from insanely harmful crazy mommy behavior like sickening your child for facebook likes.
Also trending on streaming sites: autoimmune encephalitis. Why, with all your "research", would you claim your kid has something extremely rare and also popular on netflix within the last year? I mean, if you're going to sicken them to claim they're a special little delicate and unique butterfly, maybe don't pick something that every 22-year-old attention whore who isn't getting asspats from Borderline Personality Disorder anymore is faking (or, you know, don't sicken your child for facebook likes...)
>Gracie had never been an artist. But with this mysterious illness had come the ability to draw anything she looked at, exact.
Has she ever posted proof of her savant art?
I bet the guy isn't pressing charges cause he doesn't know this dog is an obvious fake and doesn't want to potentially get a disabled person's guide dog put down
Man there is nothing quite like a service dog faker to get my hackles up. She's lucky it didn't really harm that dude or attack a legitimate service dog. At least with someone like Abby Cappleman and her service mop, if that thing goes bananas and attacks a person or another dog it might cause some puncture wounds and bruising, but a quick tug of the leash is going to send it flying backwards and a swift kick could kill it. A Saint Bernard could easily kill someone's service dog, or the disabled person themselves for that matter, before the owner could get it under control. This shit and the "emotional support animal" trend are the reasons people no longer see service dogs as medical tools but as a way to get your pet into WalMart.
From what you've said this relative of yours is not going to get approved for a legitimate program dog. So if she actually gets a "fully trained" service dog, it's probably from a scam organization that trains basic obedience and a few parlor tricks it can pass off as taskwork, but does no real health or temperament testing or socialization. They just want the dog to look good on the surface so they can sell it quickly at a profit. Or, even worse, she'll realize she can't get a program dog and decide the St. Bernard's behavior was a fluke and it can still work. This is why real service dog handlers are wary of any other service dog they see in public...
This shit gives me flashbacks to the Gypsy Rose case. Super brave and outspoken mother seeks national attention by carting her deathly ill daughter in front of cameras to talk about her rare mysterious illness, which nobody knows how to treat. She claims the daughter has Autoimmune Encephalitis and PANDAS, and that she has become an expert in doctor shopping traveled all over the country seeking out treatment.
She openly admits that she has advocated for her daughter to get chemotherapy for her mystery illness based on her personal super-mom-research-skills. She also says that Gracie has been given Ativan and Morphine for her super rare and inexplicable symptoms, which the evil doctors refuse to acknowledge.
Mom also talks a lot about her munchie endeavors on her own personal FB page. She's written three articles about it for some horrible boomer website called "Scary Mommy."
I'm going to try and snag screenshots later, but I came across a Munchie in a post that's starting to become viral. Here is what I compiled from numerous sources who found the FB post that knew the girl:
Current name: Vincent Parizek
Other alises: Elise Parizek
Rhys Fox
<one that’s something weeby>
Munchausen troon weeb and furry from North Dakota is getting noticed on Facebook due to recently putting her “service” dog to sleep for questionable reasons. She claimed that Jarvis, the Malamute, was going through undetermined pain and had contacted the breeder. The breeder offered to drive to where she was at to get Jarvis. The day the breeder was supposed to meet with Vincent she contacted the breeder telling them Jarvis was put down. Initially claimed on Instagram it was for “personal reasons.” When the story on FB started taking traction she changed her story to that he was turning aggressive and bit her and her fiance, but he ended up biting a two year old and the state ordered them to put Jarvis down. Refused to provide any documentation of the bite incident to back up her claims. Made claims they went to a vet numerous times for his pain but also refused to show any proof under the guise of “I don’t have to prove anything!”
She has quite the reputation back in North Dakota (recently moved to North Carolina to live with her fiance she has been dating for 10 seconds). Claimed she had cancer, seizures, loose joint issues, the usual. She’s also a ~special case because she requires not one service dog, but multiples. She was so good at training her own service dogs that she “opened” up a business called Nani To Go Service Dogs to ̶h̶e̶l̶p̶ con disabled people of their money under the guise of helping them train their dogs to become service dogs. She never got a license to operate as a business and didn’t have a facility of her own so would have her clients show up at the mall with their untrained dogs to terrorize the locals. Instead of properly training future service dogs through non forceful methods, advocated using prong collars and electronic(shock) collars together, including on puppies.
It had come to light that she never had cancer and never suffered seizures or had epilepsy, which her mom confirmed along with saying the only thing she has are some loose joints. When called out on her lies she claimed she has changed and it was a long time ago but it was pointed out to her it was only a year ago. She had made it a hobby of going to the mall and telling people who didn’t ask that she had cancer.
As the FB post calling her out became more popular, people who knew her started coming out the woodwork to verify that she is indeed a horrible person. She gets new puppies like they’re going out of style and when she is done they mysteriously disappear, either from supposedly being rehomed or having to be euthanized for unknown reasons. One woman alleges that a previous dog, Mecho, had run off and when Vincent got a hold of him yanked on his genitals hard enough to cause him to scream as punishment. There are screencaps of her admitting her anger problems and abusing Mecho. Mecho was mysteriously euthanized at some point. She had a Great Pyrenees which the same person from above alleges she euthanized as well. Vincent has admitted to euthanizing Jarvis and another Malamute she had, the other for having a skin condition. She blames the breeder for this. She has claimed she hadn’t euthanized the other dogs. One dog she had, a German Shepherd(claims it’s a King Shepherd), can be verified of actually being rehomed instead of meeting the same fate as his predecessors. Supposedly she has gotten 6 dogs within the past two years and only two of them are still alive and in her possession.
Vincent has numerous Facebook and Instagram accounts that can easily be found. It is theorized she not only moved from North Dakota to live with her 30 day fiance but to also run away from her reputation in her area. Considering her habit of changing names, I’m sure she’ll slide under the radar to once again start anew in collecting and disposing of her “service” dogs while playing the classical victim.
Sorry for the random order, this post isn't as detailed as I intended it to be mainly because I'm unwell right now and I no longer have the concentration but it still ended up long, lol.
Meet Emma - the HAES, chronic and mental illness advocate. Previously Emma went by 'thesleepycomedian', 'thatgirlinlondon' and 'glamourblossoming' and made (cringey but harmless) videos about her struggle with M.E. She also had fibro, a binge eating disorder, HPD and BPD, btw. https://www.instagram.com/p/BkYBZxvHoIB/
Before being diagnosed with M.E her Instagram seemed to be mostly selfies, weight loss junk and life quotes. Even then, you could see she longed for a big following and internet attention. Having the chronic illness made it much more easy for her to have a platform and now it's selfies, weight loss junk, life quotes AND shit loads of stuff about spreading chronic and mental illness awareness.
Since Emma is in the UK she sadly can't doctor shop, something that obviously annoys her because she constantly talks about doctors not taking her serious or giving her shit advice. I get it, the NHS isn't ideal but she is just dying for some quack to give her ridiculous advice and allow her to zen herself better or whatever. Apparently she takes issue with the fact medical professionals prefer the term CFS over M.E and that patients know better than people with medical degrees.
It has been a roller coaster.
I hope that this post can raise awareness.
When I first got diagnosed it was a tough day. I remember it well. I was told to call it Chronic Fatigue Syndrome as ME was too “negative” and I’d be better in 6 months. I just needed to exercise and get more sleep.
? HOW DAMAGING was this advice.
So I made myself walk a few miles a day, kept going like things were normal. A year later I was losing the ability to walk properly, became sensitive to noise & light, needing ear plugs everywhere I went, I felt horrific flu daily, dizziness, nausea, began to have tremors. I went back to this Dr and told him I was getting worse. He told me just increase exercise & find a job where I’m on my feet all day. Those exact words! Can’t believe it.
I was terrified. I was getting worse & didn’t know what to do. I turned to online support groups that made me realise exercise & pushing myself is damaging and NOT what ME patients should be doing. I began to understand I have a serious neurological immune disease & I never saw that doctor again. I sought out better Doctors who are now helping me.
In August 2017, I needed a stick to walk & my symptoms were worsening. I was terrified. I began being unable to see friends or go out. l began to have internal tremors like my body was buzzing or vibrating & severe burning pain like my muscles were being ripped to shreds. 2018 is a blur. I became bedridden for a lot of it & housebound. I struggled to eat on some days, I’d collapse. My Mum had to make my meals for me & I needed help washing my hair & having a bath. I’ve now developed neurological problems with my eyes & on bad days I feel poisoned & am bedridden. On the bad days I tell myself to hold on & there’s no other option! So although I struggle, my mind has to remain strong.
I visit places in my mind, the beach, nature, I practice self care, self love & acceptance & avoid stress.
Things can get better. Give yourself time. Allow yourselves to rest. Your pain is valid. This illness is very real & it is NOT “in your head”. Stay strong, beautiful.
We got this.
When first diagnosed with ME & Fibromyalgia I had a really hard time accepting life with a chronic illness. I’d just finished 3 years of intense therapy for my #BPD & mental health & was studying to be a counsellor.
It is SHOCKING that many doctors still don’t believe these are legitimate physical illness. They think it is psychological condition.
In fact 6 months ago I was emailing loads of neurologists to see if they could help some of my symptoms, I got one response saying I should visit their colleague for MEcfs, a consultant psychiatrist! He hadn’t even met me!
As for the general public,
most people still don’t these are legitimate illnesses.
It brings feelings of shame to the patient & can lead to social isolation, low self esteem, anxiety & depression.
People with invisible illnesses & mental illnesses frequently get a lack of sympathy, support & belief from family members, friends & doctors alike.
What is all of this?
STIGMA.
social rejection,
workplace termination,
struggles with healthcare,
branded as lazy, crazy,
a bore, a whiner,
judged. ?
CAN WE NOT.
Anticipated stigma may also lead people to be less open about their symptoms & too afraid to fight for a diagnosis, even when they know there’s something wrong and they aren’t well. This applies when fighting a mental illness too.
Your pain is VALID.
YOU ARE VALID.
Trust your instincts.
If you have to convince a doctor or a person that you have a real disease, you’re seeing the WRONG doctor & staying with the WRONG sort of person.
YOU MATTER.
You pain is VALID.
You are worthy of care and love.
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I know she didn't post this but she RT'd it -
If Emma lived in America she'd be forking out so much to be fed bullshit. Also, what a way to scare people off going to the doctors (esp in a country with free healthcare) by saying the NHS doctors know nothing.
For this one above, I've heard conflicting things about exercise with chronic pain. I think LIGHT exercise is okay but no the mean doctors are just saying it because they want you to suffer.
I was inspired by her recent post (below) to share this cow here which shits on healthcare professionals. Chronic illnesses are so fucking hard to diagnose. To slightly powerlevel/derail for a second - I have a friend who was wrongly diagnosed with a chronic illness for about 2/3 years, turned out she has anaemia, PCOS and uncontrolled anxiety. On the flipside, I also know someone who was told her symptoms all stemmed from her BPD and this person is now wheelchair bound (and still working full time) because of chronic illness. Yes, there is stigma around chronic illnesses but...come the fuck on. Also, the first person I mentioned is the one who brought this cow to my attention (spoiler: they also find her annoying as fuck).
S T I G M A.
Believe it or not, all these quotes came from health care professionals. The majority came from a Professor in Rheumatology. One of the “best” in the UK. I remember in 2017 when I went back to see him as I became worse he asked me why I had stopped working. This wasn’t a choice might I add. I liked teaching kids. I had just given him a list of symptoms and was terrified and he looked at me and asked why I had stopped. ?. I said.. because I’m not well enough to teach... and I felt horrid at the time, like I was being judged. He looked at me and my then boyfriend and said, “you need to ideally find a job where you are on your feet all day, as much as possible” and smiled at me. I left that appointment feeling like a failure, feeling like that I was losing my mind and maybe this illness didn’t exist. Maybe it was all in my head ??♀. That’s when I started to do some digging. I connected to other patients and became aware of the horrific abuse #MECFSpatients have encountered. Listening to this Doctor made me so much worse.
I encountered many healthcare professionals that looked at me like I was crazy.
Please please please if you are newly diagnosed or think you may have M.E , DO YOUR RESEARCH. Don’t allow yourselves to be abused by the system.
This is a real physical disease with actual scientific evidence. Google Ron Davis open medicine foundation, research Martin Lerner and his foundation and anti viral research, look up Dr Sarah Myhill & her findings. Look up Whitney Dafoe, Jen Brea & @jayletay , watch the Netflix film UNREST.
Fight and don’t listen to people who try and tell you what you have isn’t a real illness. Before MRI’s were invented people with MS were told they have hysterical paralysis. ??♀. People with AIDS were sought to be mentally ill.
Stop. The. Stigma.
If you need any info from me about research or management options please reach out & I’ll share what I’ve learnt.
❤?
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She's also thinking of writing a book to further discuss her struggles.
Emma likes to partake in a lot of traditional muchie/cow trends. For example, she is a Pagan - lots of examples of this and I cba trawling back but here's a post at Yule (because it's not trendy on the internet to like Christmas obvs).
Zen cures illnesses ya know.
One of the thing that makes her stand out is her pouty selfie face, taken at an angle to make her face look slimmer yet she is 'body positive'. She often uses selfies to show a before and after the chronic illness when the change is usually just the fact she isn't wearing makeup in the 'after' pics. She claims putting on makeup is too hard with M.E, btw.
This is very difficult to speak about but it’s an important topic to discuss.
Technology has come a long way over the last 6 years, it gives us access to various apps, filters, editing apps & we live in a culture of airing out all our business for the world to see. Privacy is gone. Everything seems to get captured.
I began taking a lot of webcam photos when I was around 18, I think we all did on MySpace, lol but selfies never really became a problem for me until 2012. I had an iPhone and I remember I would spend hours putting on make up and taking pictures of myself in order to convince myself I was worthy and beautiful. Fast forward to 2015, I literally would take at least 20 selfies if I went out anywhere, I’d be at a restaurant and go to the toilet and take countless photos. I’d post on Facebook selfies every day. Please don’t assume this was for vanity. It wasn’t. I had such a poor self image that these photos I took were the ONLY thing that made me feel I looked “decent” - I didn’t believe I looked anything like these selfies in the flesh so I silenced that voice and focused on editing, filters & creating myself into an image of beauty and perfection. Only now I can see it was a real problem. When I was younger I’d take loads of flirtatious photos, my histrionic personality disorder led me to flirting with people, cleavage out, really inappropriate behaviour in late teens.
Becoming so ill with #MECFS stripped me of the ability to take selfies like before. I can’t even wear make up often. It forced me into a situation where I had to face my true self. Wow it’s been tough. I spent hours in 2018 looking at old pics of mine and then looking in the mirror, BPD identity issues in full swing. I didn’t know who I was. Where was that pretty girl? Am I that girl? Was I ever? Who am I without my make up? What’s going on?
It’s been really hard.
But I’m thankful life led me to where I am today, despite losing so much. I’ve become stronger and wiser. I now don’t feel the need to take selfies for validation. I now don’t feel the need to appear “perfect” for society. Being my raw self is enough and being your raw self is enough too.
It’s ok to be YOU.
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She briefly said she wanted a carer, in true munchie fashion.
This was on the same day she developed 'angina'...
Emma is also a singer. Apparently she can't really sing anymore because you know... M.E. She tries so hard to be Amy Lee, it's almost cringy to watch.
She also posted this shit recently - quite a sad read, yes, but obviously mostly fabricated. Kids do have mental health issues that go un-noticed but this just seems so...extreme and fake?
t’s funny how I always used to hate thinking about myself as a child. I remember when I was in therapy and a therapist mentioned the “baby Emma” or the “young Emma” I would feel physically sick. I would say that child deserved punishment, she’s disgusting. I was adopted and for years it brought me shame and disgust. Thinking that I am from Madeira originally made me feel ill and that the baby Emma was just disgusting and deserved to die. I began self harming at 11 years old and continued abusing my body in a variety of ways until very recently. I am now 32.
On my bad days I still fight the voice inside my head telling myself I deserve punishment, it’s sometimes really hard to keep it at bay. I don’t know if any of you relate to this?
Recently I’ve started to look at old photos of myself and instead of feeling disgust, I am now learning to feel love & kindness and understanding.
Instead of feeling like that little girl deserved pain and punishment, I feel like she needs protection because that inner child is still inside of me, it always will be. And for once in my life I am going to treat her with respect and love. I am going to hold her hand and tell her that she’s safe and that she is beautiful, strong and capable and doesn’t deserve punishment or to hurt her body.
It’s so important to treat ourselves with compassion, respect and love. It isn’t easy but we can learn how to do this together. It feels really powerful to write a short letter to your younger self.
Dear my younger self,
I’m sorry I always hated you,
I’m sorry I scarred your body,
I’m sorry I made you feel unlovable,
I’m sorry for all the abuse,
I love you.
She also had a drinking problem. Kudos to her for remaining sober, I guess, but I also see a lot of Munchies/mental health advocates on the internet claim they had drinking problems just to get asspats for being sober - without obviously having an addiction because their recovery is so easy and a relapse is a glass of wine and a glass of wine only at a family wedding. Again, I'm sure there's more posts but none that can easily be singled out by scrolling through her feed - https://www.instagram.com/p/BumY7yblahd/
Oh alcohol, my old friend and enemy.
We have been through a lot together.
I began using you when I was a young teen.
I thought you were amazing, you helped me feel confident and that people could like me, but you lied to me. You made me think that I wasn’t good enough as myself.
Do you remember almost weekly the nights that I used you so much that I’d end up overdosing and self harming and putting myself at severe risk for you? Maybe you still try to tell me that it wasn’t that bad but it was. Your foolery and tricks don’t work anymore.
Do you remember that I broke my ankle twice when I was with you, that I was sexually assaulted because you made me feel I was safe with you but my life was in danger.
Do you remember when I fell down the stairs and split my head open in 2015? Yes that’s right, the real cherry on the cake of abusing myself that contributed to me now battling #myalgicencephalomyelitis ? You do know that I may have not got this sick if it wasn’t for abusing you for so long.
If I’m true to all of you following me, I didn’t give up alcohol this time as a choice. I’ve gone for periods in my life where I didn’t drink but initially I stopped drinking last year because of new medication I was put on and the fact I declined so fast in 2018 I literally could not drink. And for someone who used alcohol a lot, it’s quite ironic.
Now, I am again grateful for the lessons I’ve learned in the last year because I realised how bad my alcohol abuse was. How it led me to so many dangerous scenarios. How it led me to psychiatric units and how it was just another thing I used to escape reality. But what happens when you’re forced to face reality, isolated in one room for months on end? You’re forced to face the things you kept buried.
I’ve realised that alcohol was damaging me for a long time.
So alcohol, my friend, we’ve had a long ride. But I can manage without you.
I can stand on my own and be a worthy amazing person without you masking reality. I can be me. ?
Mom also talks a lot about her munchie endeavors on her own personal FB page. She's written three articles about it for some horrible boomer website called "Scary Mommy."
This looks super-promising as one to follow and I agree it looks very Gypsy-esque, right down to the infantilization and the protective super-mommy clutch pose in every photo. On the dad's FB page, there is an post about a doctor who supposedly was "penalized" for offering a treatment plan for this girl, adding "Cara can't say anything but I CAN." Wonder what that's all about?
I'm going to try and snag screenshots later, but I came across a Munchie in a post that's starting to become viral. Here is what I compiled from numerous sources who found the FB post that knew the girl:
Current name: Vincent Parizek
Other alises: Elise Parizek
Rhys Fox
<one that’s something weeby>
Munchausen troon weeb and furry from North Dakota is getting noticed on Facebook due to recently putting her “service” dog to sleep for questionable reasons. She claimed that Jarvis, the Malamute, was going through undetermined pain and had contacted the breeder. The breeder offered to drive to where she was at to get Jarvis. The day the breeder was supposed to meet with Vincent she contacted the breeder telling them Jarvis was put down. Initially claimed on Instagram it was for “personal reasons.” When the story on FB started taking traction she changed her story to that he was turning aggressive and bit her and her fiance, but he ended up biting a two year old and the state ordered them to put Jarvis down. Refused to provide any documentation of the bite incident to back up her claims. Made claims they went to a vet numerous times for his pain but also refused to show any proof under the guise of “I don’t have to prove anything!”
She has quite the reputation back in North Dakota (recently moved to North Carolina to live with her fiance she has been dating for 10 seconds). Claimed she had cancer, seizures, loose joint issues, the usual. She’s also a ~special case because she requires not one service dog, but multiples. She was so good at training her own service dogs that she “opened” up a business called Nani To Go Service Dogs to ̶h̶e̶l̶p̶ con disabled people of their money under the guise of helping them train their dogs to become service dogs. She never got a license to operate as a business and didn’t have a facility of her own so would have her clients show up at the mall with their untrained dogs to terrorize the locals. Instead of properly training future service dogs through non forceful methods, advocated using prong collars and electronic(shock) collars together, including on puppies.
It had come to light that she never had cancer and never suffered seizures or had epilepsy, which her mom confirmed along with saying the only thing she has are some loose joints. When called out on her lies she claimed she has changed and it was a long time ago but it was pointed out to her it was only a year ago. She had made it a hobby of going to the mall and telling people who didn’t ask that she had cancer.
As the FB post calling her out became more popular, people who knew her started coming out the woodwork to verify that she is indeed a horrible person. She gets new puppies like they’re going out of style and when she is done they mysteriously disappear, either from supposedly being rehomed or having to be euthanized for unknown reasons. One woman alleges that a previous dog, Mecho, had run off and when Vincent got a hold of him yanked on his genitals hard enough to cause him to scream as punishment. There are screencaps of her admitting her anger problems and abusing Mecho. Mecho was mysteriously euthanized at some point. She had a Great Pyrenees which the same person from above alleges she euthanized as well. Vincent has admitted to euthanizing Jarvis and another Malamute she had, the other for having a skin condition. She blames the breeder for this. She has claimed she hadn’t euthanized the other dogs. One dog she had, a German Shepherd(claims it’s a King Shepherd), can be verified of actually being rehomed instead of meeting the same fate as his predecessors. Supposedly she has gotten 6 dogs within the past two years and only two of them are still alive and in her possession.
Vincent has numerous Facebook and Instagram accounts that can easily be found. It is theorized she not only moved from North Dakota to live with her 30 day fiance but to also run away from her reputation in her area. Considering her habit of changing names, I’m sure she’ll slide under the radar to once again start anew in collecting and disposing of her “service” dogs while playing the classical victim.
Not surprised a troon is a Munchie. Transitioning is tailor made for Munchausen's. There are no diagnostic tests for it, only say-so, and claiming that identity gets troons endless attention.
I was inspired by her recent post (below) to share this cow here which shits on healthcare professionals. Chronic illnesses are so fucking hard to diagnose. To slightly powerlevel/derail for a second - I have a friend who was wrongly diagnosed with a chronic illness for about 2/3 years, turned out she has anaemia, PCOS and uncontrolled anxiety. On the flipside, I also know someone who was told her symptoms all stemmed from her BPD and this person is now wheelchair bound (and still working full time) because of chronic illness. Yes, there is stigma around chronic illnesses but...come the fuck on. Also, the first person I mentioned is the one who brought this cow to my attention (spoiler: they also find her annoying as fuck).
In my experience, most patients with chronic pain and fatigue really don't have anything wrong with them. Shitty diet, sedentary lifestyle, aging and depression will make you feel like shit all the time, who knew? So patients come in with some ready-made diagnosis (CFS, adrenal fatigue, fibro, hypothyroidism, whatever) and are surprised when they're told to just exercise and eat well and get handed an SSRI.
The people with actual underlying disorders causing chronic pain and fatigue sorta get ignored and lost in the system due to all of this. It's a pretty sad state of affairs.
She couldn’t talk. “Selective mutism,” they countered. She was choosing this. The hospital-maintained Gracie was crazy. The seizures worsened. And she was in and out of the hospital. Never with any answers.
I'm convinced that almost all instances in which young children begin to show symptoms of serious mental illness mean something is up with the parent(s). Occasionally the issue might be with an outside adult or another child, and I'm not comfortable concluding definitively that early onset mental illness is always an external issue, but I wish that doctors more universally approached kids' mental problems as the child's logical reaction to a hostile environment rather than as a sign that the kid has a malfunctioning brain.
A childhood victim of Munchausen by Proxy going mute isn't "crazy," it's her best option. The kid is crying for help in the only way possible and the supposed professionals around her won't even consider her abnormal behavior as potentially reasonable from her perspective. They want to fix the responsive behavior, not the situation that merited the response.
...Of course, maybe the doctors have noticed this and are trying to get this kid help. I can't say for certain whether they are approaching her case as an individual problem or as the result of her surroundings. I've just seen so many cases of "mental illness in children" where doctors fixate on the body and brain--to be fair, their area of expertise--and ignore every outside cause of the so-called "sick" behavior.
I'm convinced that almost all instances in which young children begin to show symptoms of serious mental illness mean something is up with the parent(s).
With a few serious exceptions (all of which are fairly easy to test for) I would agree. ‘Sanity, madness and the family’ by R. D. Laing is a harrowing read but it exemplifies this perfectly (I know Laing is t in vogue right now but I think he was spot on ) . The book is transcripts of interviews with families of ‘schizophrenic’ women. When you read how their families react to them it makes your skin crawl - all these young women are showing a rational reaction to an horrific situation. Their families are literally driving them insane.
Most likely washing? Most likely? I know it sounds harsh, but I'd straight up euth. A bite risk St. Bernard is not something to keep around unless you're experienced with large, aggressive, dangerous dogs lol.
I'm convinced that almost all instances in which young children begin to show symptoms of serious mental illness mean something is up with the parent(s). Occasionally the issue might be with an outside adult or another child, and I'm not comfortable concluding definitively that early onset mental illness is always an external issue, but I wish that doctors more universally approached kids' mental problems as the child's logical reaction to a hostile environment rather than as a sign that the kid has a malfunctioning brain.
I agree with this, mostly. There are a few cases where a kid has obvious mental issues (autism, schizophrenia) but if you're trying to dig around to diagnose a kid with a personality disorder you need to wonder what the fuck the parents are doing.
I agree with this, mostly. There are a few cases where a kid has obvious mental issues (autism, schizophrenia) but if you're trying to dig around to diagnose a kid with a personality disorder you need to wonder what the fuck the parents are doing.
Speaking as someone who was having night terrors in the cradle and never grew out of them, and whose own family is persistently convinced that I was sexually assaulted as a small child, and mentally blocked it out because my night terrors usually happen to be about what an ordinary woman's worst nightmare usually is....
I disagree. Some people are just born fucked up and it has nothing to do with their parents, it's just because something went wrong genetically or developing in the womb. I mean, yeah you see some pretty fucked up people who're the product of their environment, but I think that more people than not are just born dicks.
Speaking as someone who was having night terrors in the cradle and never grew out of them, and whose own family is persistently convinced that I was sexually assaulted as a small child, and mentally blocked it out because my night terrors usually happen to be about what an ordinary woman's worst nightmare usually is....
I disagree. Some people are just born fucked up and it has nothing to do with their parents, it's just because something went wrong genetically or developing in the womb. I mean, yeah you see some pretty fucked up people who're the product of their environment, but I think that more people than not are just born dicks.
You don’t think it’s strange your own family believes you were assualted/raped when you have no memory of it? That’s bizarre.
Families fuck up kids way, way more often than their own brains. Developmental disorders, autism and organic damage excluded, most kids have behavior or emotional problems due to their home environment. What is considered “mental illness” isn’t really something that happens thanks to genetics/ sad brains until adolescences begins and thereafter.
Years ago I worked a few months at a group home for young girls (10-14) with severe emotional and behavioral problems - without exception every one of them had complete POS, garbage parents of the highest order. They had zero idea of what a remotely normal or loving environment was like and sadly it probably left them fucked in the head for life.
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