Community Munchausen's by Internet (Malingerers, Munchies, Spoonies, etc) - Feigning Illnesses for Attention

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Fantastic timing.
Thread '‘Long COVID’ doesn’t exist as we know it, according to new research'
https://kiwifarms.net/threads/long-...-we-know-it-according-to-new-research.186498/
As we’ve said all along, it’s a mix of malingering, hysteria and a few cases of regular post viral syndrome
I lost a friend to Long Covid. By which I mean to say, we aren't friends anymore. She's somehow permanently disabled and completely unable to work, yet also drives 300 miles to take her kid to competitive swim meets out of state. Funny how that works.

The best part is that she never had covid. We both had a virus at the same time in March 2020. Same symptoms, same timing, when we knew it was going around. I took a covid test and it was negative. I believed it. She took a covid test and it was negative. She didn't. It's been four years of shifting diagnoses - everything from MCAS to small fiber neuropathy - consultations with quack docs who cater to munchies, and negative testing for fucking everything under the sun. She has settled on "permanent brain injury" as a result of covid and is making more on full disability than she did while she was working.

But she was never sick.
 
It’s interesting to me how the long covid women all describe their former lives as being very busy and full of activities and responsibilities. They seem to be victims of black and white thinking wherein they can’t just ease off the gas a little, they have to take to their beds with ultra super mega real plague. I think if they could admit that they had bitten off more than they could chew, they wouldn’t feel the need to justify themselves by inventing chronic illnesses (consciously or subconsciously).

Like just tell your family that you need some help and stop committing for every PTA and club soccer fundraiser. There’s no shame in simplifying your schedule a tad. There IS shame in ruining your children’s childhood over a fake condition.
 
It’s interesting to me how the long covid women all describe their former lives as being very busy and full of activities and responsibilities.
I think you’ve hit the nail on the head there. The women I know with CFS were like this as well. I think a lot of women now are absolutely run ragged. I know I am. Demanding job, housework, multiple kids. It’s a lot. I have eased back on every outside obligation I can and I still feel spread too thin. Saying that is not really socially acceptable but being physically ill is. I’m lucky in that I have a man who does his share but I can imagine that for some of these women, they’re burned out. And for some, they find it’s much better to have everyone else do stuff rather than get back up and keep going.

This is why ritualised behaviour around illness can be a good thing. A woman who gets put in bed and looked after for the ritual thirty days or whatever gets the break and the time limit to it to get back up and keep going. We do not allow recovery time these days. I’m very careful if one of my team goes off with a cold to tell them to not rush back, take a few days, not just ‘I can stand and type I’m fine.’
 
I think if they could admit that they had bitten off more than they could chew, they wouldn’t feel the need to justify themselves by inventing chronic illnesses (consciously or subconsciously).
It’s probably why there so many ballerinas and skaters. It’s a coping mechanism for why they didn’t make Olympic standard - they ‘got sick.’ Or they would have, honest. Some people find it very hard to admit they’re not great at what they were all consumed with. Again I can sympathise with that
 
It’s probably why there so many ballerinas and skaters. It’s a coping mechanism for why they didn’t make Olympic standard - they ‘got sick.’ Or they would have, honest. Some people find it very hard to admit they’re not great at what they were all consumed with. Again I can sympathise with that

I also feel like being involved in individual (rather than team) sports plays a role. In this thread at large, we see people throw themselves into competition-centric and often body-focused sports where the focus is entirely on their own personal performance. Team sports put more emphasis on how the team works as a unit, and team sports are also less body-focused.

It's also easier to play a team sport casually if competitive sports didn't work out. You can find a pick-up soccer game at your local park, but pick-up figure skating isn't really a thing.

Anecdotally, I have heard eating disorder clinicians say that the people who were in the individual sports-- all the ones we know from this thread, plus wrestling for males-- seem to have a higher rate of ending up in treatment. We see a lot of overlap between eating disorders and faking illnesses in this thread, so it doesn't seem surprising. It's just something about a mentality where people go as hard as they can, then harder, then harder yet . . . and then they just crash. No slowing down, no taking it easy, just all or nothing.
 
One of the reasons this is all so fascinating is that I understand it on paper as a coping mechanism/addiction/eating disorder or whatever but I can't imagine the actual action of it. The only ones that truly make sense to me are the ones like Alex Moine and Jessica Distefano who don't want to actually go to doctors or be in the hospital or take medications or have tubes sticking out of them. They just wanna fuck around on the internet and not be expected to do anything they don't want to do while still being allowed to do fun things like go on vacations. in that sense, the Long Covid / ME/CFS / chronic lyme weirdos make sense to me, because it mostly comes down to inertia. You don't have to do anything once you find one quack to diagnose you (if you even do that much) and after that it's just making no effort to do things. It's not the yellow wallpaper anymore because they have a magical glowing box that will feed them entertainment and keep them connected to people in their self-imposed isolation. I personally wouldn't be happy doing it but I know plenty of people who would very quickly settle into that lifestyle if they could.

It's the ones who want to have the rarest, most extreme and novel medical interventions that I can't wrap my head around. I know it's that ED competitive shit, the attention-as-currency nature of social media, and probably a load of drug addiction but when I see the ones getting their bladders and colons removed, the trach weirdos, and the ones lusting after transplants I can't make it make sense. It's so foreign to me. I don't even think I'd get those things done if I really needed them to save my life, let alone for a reason I manufactured. And holy shit the MCAS girls with their corticosteroids. Why?! What benefit are you getting out of being a steroid-bloated, hirsute, diabetic monstrosity with bones like chalk? They all spend so much time and energy traveling and convincing people they need all this stuff, fighting with doctors who try to pump the brakes, and revving up for their next saga. It becomes a full time job to be a munchie. My god.
 
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It’s probably why there so many ballerinas and skaters. It’s a coping mechanism for why they didn’t make Olympic standard - they ‘got sick.’ Or they would have, honest. Some people find it very hard to admit they’re not great at what they were all consumed with. Again I can sympathise with that

Being sick is also one of the best cover ups for not being up to eating much and losing weight.

Ballerinas and figure skaters have a lot of pressure to stay skinny, especially from trainers under the guise of no one can lift a fat girl.

A lot of BPDs have ED as part of their disorder too.

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I'm not convinced all of them were as active before 'long covid' as they are claiming.

The one I am surprised with is the PT. I'm inclined to believe her more than the others: she did seem to be active, doesn't throw off those bad vibes a lot of the munchies do and will understand how quickly people can be experience deconditioning.
 
As an anecdote, one of the sort of frustrating repercussions of "Long COVID" being the new big thing is overworked doctors mis-diagnosing patients with it. I'm not blaming them, when certain symptoms come up and you're not seeing labs that you'd need for a concrete diagnosis, a tentative "long COVID" or "chronic fatigue" diagnosis might help in at least buying some time for further investigation. The problem I've seen is people receiving this diagnosis from their GP, and then not following up on it, only to find out too late when the symptoms worsen that they had cancer, an actual autoimmune disease, or any number of other things. And for the record I do not think these munchies have anything that serious, or anything at all.

I'm not quick to blame doctors for this sort of thing, especially after the pandemic, there's still a lot we don't know about long term effects of COVID and I'm glad we are continuing to research it, especially if it means fewer people will die or suffer as a result of a bogus diagnosis.
 
I think you’ve hit the nail on the head there. The women I know with CFS were like this as well. I think a lot of women now are absolutely run ragged. I know I am. Demanding job, housework, multiple kids. It’s a lot. I have eased back on every outside obligation I can and I still feel spread too thin. Saying that is not really socially acceptable but being physically ill is. I’m lucky in that I have a man who does his share but I can imagine that for some of these women, they’re burned out. And for some, they find it’s much better to have everyone else do stuff rather than get back up and keep going.

This is why ritualised behaviour around illness can be a good thing. A woman who gets put in bed and looked after for the ritual thirty days or whatever gets the break and the time limit to it to get back up and keep going. We do not allow recovery time these days. I’m very careful if one of my team goes off with a cold to tell them to not rush back, take a few days, not just ‘I can stand and type I’m fine.’
100% this. I'm run ragged beyond ragged. Full time work (and then some), multiple kids, housework, and all the projects that come along with all of those things. Partner also works. And aging parents. And aging in-laws whose only kid is my partner. And holy fuck, can we talk about how exhausting it is to actually have the kids? I shared my physical body with other humans for five full years without pause. When your physical body is the source of comfort for literally everyone in the house, sometimes all you want to do is hide in a cave or something. Makes me wonder if the cultures with menstrual huts were on to something!

My long covid pal was a professional in a field where she couldn't just pivot and do something else easily. Multiple kids, strained marriage, and she fucking H A T E D her job. She was the sole breadwinner too, so she couldn't quit. She had flirted with disability in the past, but couldn't fabricate something convincing enough to actually get her out of her predicament. But she DID take out a very expensive individual disability policy that would cover 100% of her (high, professional) salary. And then when covid hit, man, it was the answer to her prayers. Now she farts around doing whatever she wants, never has to work again, makes more money than she did when she was working, and her partner now works. And she will never, ever get better because she CAN'T ever, ever get better, or the whole thing falls apart.

As an aside, she fucking blew up every interpersonal relationship she had. She won't do any indoor activities ever, won't share your air, and pulled her kids from school in favor of home schooling. She so thoroughly convinced her kids that if they brought covid home they'd kill her that these poor kids wear masks OUTSIDE. Like, N95s. On the playground. Makes me mad as hell.
 
Anecdotally, I have heard eating disorder clinicians say that the people who were in the individual sports-- all the ones we know from this thread, plus wrestling for males-- seem to have a higher rate of ending up in treatment.

I think the male wrestler ED thing comes from having to meet an explicit weight class limit. Those dudes starve themselves and/or do laps in garbage bags before sauna sessions just to make weight. I think for some that drive to wrestle 152 vs. 160 never really goes away or gets unlearned.

The team aspect portion, I think, is underrated. When it's just you out there, all success and failure is yours alone and it's a major pressure. Some kids handle it worse than others.

I played a team sport at a top level through college and unless you totally fuck up really badly then there's plenty of blame to go around when things go poorly. I got hurt like 10 years out of school to the point I can never play again even on a recreational basis, and, man, I sat in my car outside of the doctors office that day for an hour or so letting it sink in. And even now it still eats at me bit. I 100% believe that Janey FigureSkater Lady who is 15 or doesn't have the maturity or life experience to know that the sun is gonna rise again tomorrow and the urge to put the cause of failure anywhere but on oneself.
 
As an aside, she fucking blew up every interpersonal relationship she had. She won't do any indoor activities ever, won't share your air, and pulled her kids from school in favor of home schooling. She so thoroughly convinced her kids that if they brought covid home they'd kill her that these poor kids wear masks OUTSIDE. Like, N95s. On the playground. Makes me mad as hell.
Oh boy it's story time. I found an account about a year ago (ooh, exactly a year ago, it says my archive early-mid March 2023) that I was on the fence about posting and eventually decided not to for the sake of the child's privacy. Here's an anonymized text version with some details changed because the kid is doing fine now and it's not her fault her mom's a loon.

Mom and Dad have a daughter, P, after many years of Mom wanting a girl. She's been collecting frilly dresses and nursery decor for years hoping God will answer her pleas. P is born underweight, jaundiced, and lethargic but she perks up over the next few days and by month 2 she's on track with her cohort. She hits all her developmental milestones on time or early but she seems to get sick a lot. They frequently have to take her to the ER in the middle of the night with fevers and rashes, screaming in pain, only to have the baby wake up a few hours later feeling fine, and they have older boys so they know this isn't normal baby stuff. This goes on for months with ER trips and hospitalizations and all kinds of tests. Finally she's diagnosed with a rare autoinflammatory disease and started on appropriate treatment. It works but when they send P to day care she starts picking up kid infections that send her back to the ER. Mom has read the Googles and learned that any infection could send this diseases into a spiral that kills P, so she's pulled from daycare.

At 5 she's declared totally in remission, so they decide to enroll her in kindy. She does great for the six months school is in session before covid shutdowns. Mom becomes obsessed with covid, absolute covid Karen screaming at people walking down the street that they're murdering her baby, there's literally no excuse to ever leave the house, how dare you, obsessively posting the virus stats for her city, posting videos of P saying "I'm who you're killing when you don't wear a mask!" During this time P is doing Zoom school and making friends with her classmates. When they start going back to school she wants to go too. Mom finally decides it's okay to send her back after P is vaccinated.

The day before school starts, Dad has a medical emergency that requires a 911 call and an ambulance ride; he's hospitalized with no answers for several days. Against this background, P starts complaining of new-onset vision problems (double, blurred, behind-the-eye pain, visual processing issues) while at school. They rule out her disease coming back, brain tumors, MS, a stroke, and dozens of other scary things. But by now it's summer and she's feeling better, so they figure it was migraines or some passing thing and she's fine now.

Weeks before the new school year starts she gets covid and is very sick, but survives without a flare of her inflammatory disease. Immediately after the school year starts she's having new symptoms. Her legs collapse under her one day and from then on she can't walk. Mom starts dragging her to doctors who rule out the scary options then tell her it's FND brought on by anxiety and making a big deal about it won't help her get better. Mom insists it has to be a neurological disorder induced by her recent covid infection and starts posting Long Covid infographics. She also starts obsessively documenting P's symptoms. She gains a large audience of weird facebook moms who are constantly suggesting new diseases it might be: PANDAS, POTS, GBS, EDS, chronic lyme, that Brain on Fire disease. She brings them all up to doctors and every doctor says no, it's FND and it won't get better until they start complying with treatment.

One day P wakes up unable to talk. This should have been the wake up call to mom because she works with speech disorders and understands that what the child is doing makes no sense: she can mouth words clearly, her tongue and mouth articulate the words silently just fine. She can swallow, hum, and spontaneously vocalize if she's hurt or surprised, and when something strikes her funny she laughs out loud, and she whistles to get attention, but she can't speak. Doctors and now her SLP colleagues say it's still FND, now with a healthy serving of the child realizing this gets her attention and Mom just needs to ignore it until P gets bored. Instead she buys her a brand new iPad with AAC software to prolong the issue. She buys a secondhand suspension gait trainer meant for a much smaller child, inadvertently giving away that P has full control and strength in her legs. She posts videos where P is behaving normally until she sees the camera and suddenly slumps over or starts moving spastically. The absurdity hits a peak on Easter when P walks downstairs and, clear as a bell, sings "Amazing Grace" and mom just happens to be there with the camera ready to film this tiny temporary miracle.

Meanwhile P gets whatever the fuck she wants because she's sick. She's been pulled out of school again and gets to spend her zoom classes with her beloved dog on her lap, gets taken out for special lunches, they renovate her bedroom to make it wheelchair friendly (and also make it match her personality instead of the fluffy pink princess mom wishes she was), whatever she wants she gets. Even a pet rat she's wanted for years even though mom is terrified of it when it first gets home. Anyone who isn't a prayer hand emoji facebook mom sees what's going on.

The reason I found her was someone sent her to me when she was openly fantasizing about stopping P's medications so that she gets so sick she will have to be hospitalized, then they can work on getting this mystery condition diagnosed. Instead P "stops eating" and loses a ton of weight so they hospitalize her. Mom's demanding a huge workup and a feeding tube. When mom's in the room P retches and spits food back out but when mom's gone and she's presented with food she likes, she eats. Scope shows nothing. Mom finally travels across the country to get her diagnosed with chronic lyme and on treatments that make her sick, antibiotics and "detoxes" and a crazy restrictive diet and all kinds of woo supplements. They're talking about central lines. Mom buys P a bunch of stuff to reinforce the sick role like dolls in wheelchairs and starts getting lyme truther moms posting about her selfless brave journey to get her child properly diagnosed in the face of medical gaslighting.

But there's a happy ending here. Dad's scary health situation happened again, a scan showed a mass and he was told it was almost certainly cancer. It was not, the mass was totally benign and removed without issue, and in the aftermath they decide to buy a rural property and move there. P's now totally homeschooled, her symptoms are gone, she spends her days camping, fishing, and joined an airsoft marksmanship club, all with other kids her age with not a mask in sight. Mom still refers to her as a lyme warrior or whatever but only in the past tense and it seems the only treatment she gets is the one for the real disease.
 
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Boring Jessica gets a pass for the rest of her account because it seriously feels like work I should be getting paid for to read her drivel at this point and it’s not sparking joy*. I thought it was going to be more interesting since a bunch of us have been watching her flail for months now but it turns out she’s one you read the highlights of and then the humor lies in the lack of progress. The ending is she still can’t convince anyone she’s sick, she still never got her SSDI, she’s on her last appeal and fired her lolyer after the last one failed last year but then had to ask him to recommend her someone else because she couldn’t find anyone willing to take up her case. She shuttered the blog when it got no engagement, started an extremely cringe ASMR channel that also got no engagement, screams about the algorithm suppressing her constantly without ever recognizing that it’s because she’s boring as shit, entitled, and whiny and no one cares because she’s not bringing the medical drama, and her boyfriend maybe broke up with her after she love-bombed the shit out of him for months on end.

I’ll just add this: last week she went to get scoped and some bloodwork and was bitching that when she came out of the procedure they told her everything was visibly normal but they sent out biopsies. She’s just posted all the results. Surprise, she’s totally healthy. I especially like her being confused about her GFR being so high. Congratulations on your healthy, functioning kidneys.
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(*This decision was also influenced by finding a much crazier one I'd much rather post)
I am catching up on this thread. I really appreciate you putting the work to bring us Jessica and her journey to no where. I for real laughed out loud with her showing the conditions listed ( all 90 of them!!) Crying for others to believe her because her patient portal says so.

Jessica is one of the most unsuccessful people we read about here in terms of validation from anyone.

The last few pages didn't have much on the munchies profiled here, so this was a breath of fresh air. I just started commenting after years of lurking here. Thanks for taking the time to do these timelines. They are very entertaining!
 
It's Long COVID Awareness Day, so let's take a look at some of the women whose brains were completely broken by the hysteria around the disease.
These people all just sound burned out. "I used to run marathons on weekdays while raising my three kids and camping on the weekends while being a full time professor and full time yadayada on the side while i ran my small catering business and cared for my elderly mom" like don't you think thats a bit much? Most people can't do that and only do like 1 or 2 of those things.
 
A note on chronic fatigue syndrome because it comes up a lot in munchie threads, I’ve read different studies where 20%-60% of CFS patients have sleep apnea. Because sleep apnea is assumed to only affect the obese it doesn’t get diagnosed. Obesity is the most common reason for sleep apnea but it can also be caused by the throat/jaw/mouth shape.
 
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