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This post gets at the injustice built into scapegoating dynamics and the very real dehumanization of survivors. We are not supposed to be angry, sad, enraged, messy, depressed, grieving…or successful, brilliant, funny or attractive, either. Everything gets slotted into the preconceived construction of our “badness.” And yes, the injustice and dehumanization can come from mental health professionals. I was told at a first appointment with a therapist (who I had the good sense not to return to) after an hour unburdening myself, “I will will work with you but you need to know I don’t believe what you are telling me.” Verbatim. I felt the shock of trauma yet again, sitting across from an educated woman with years of experience. When my current therapist saw the woman at a conference a year later, she approached and told the woman that I was truthful and that what she had done was an ethical breach. Or some such thing. After being labeled psychotic, borderline, and bipolar (I am 63 and so my misdiagnoses parallel the evolution of trauma diagnoses), I was finally told I have complex trauma, or C-PTSD, and that diagnosis was the "Word that is God." By that I mean it held out hope of healing, rather than sticking me with a label that further dehumanized me. ~ I want to share something that was so helpful to me this week — reading that for people like us, our “reactions are the epicenter” of the response of our perpetrators and often of “the system” as well, rather than the trauma that instigated the reaction. It was followed with the question, “Are we meant to spend our lives fighting the libel” that we are dangerous, broken, irredeemable? What is the cost of living in the crosshairs of scapegoaters? It is the cost of life itself - we lose years we cannot get back. ~ I know this is a long post, but I want to share that a few weeks ago, my scapegoating sister changed all the locks on the home of our father, who suffers from dementia and lives two miles from me. She did this so I cannot get in, but that means if he falls, I cannot get there. The excuse she gave is that since our mother died, I steal things…and interfere with his care (I feed him, play games, and take him to the carwash, which he loves). I share this because this is EXACTLY the kind of crazy stuff that people don’t believe…or that prompts them to say things like, “Well what did you do for her to do that?” The locks are both real and metaphoric. We are locked out family life, of helping, loving, being there. And it is not an exaggeration to say FSA is an injustice and a dehumanizer on par with other ways humans brutalize one another. Thank you for indulging this long comment and so much gratitude and respect to you, Rebecca, for your work, your compassion, and these posts, which I pass on to the family and friends who believe and have become educated and loving supporters with that awareness.

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I restacked with this but wanted to include in comments: Traumatic invalidation can leave us feeling unseen and misunderstood.

Reclaiming my narrative—naming and owning my truth—has been both empowering and ongoing, especially through writing. My recovery was shaped by decades of 12-step practice, inner work, education as an LCSW, and the fierce determination I had as a teenager to escape the control of my family and cult. While my journey has been miraculous, I believe Rebecca’s work could have shortened this long, solitary struggle.

For most of my life, my experience of being born and raised in a cult went unacknowledged, with the religious sect and its underlying dynamics and abuse remaining hidden until they were exposed in 2023. From an early age, I had to learn to trust myself and my intuition despite harmful conditioning—a difficult path driven by my need for freedom and truth. It is painful to see my story—and those of other victims—exploited at times, especially in light of the cult's recent exposure and the decades during which our voices have been silenced.

In early recovery, I discovered my role as the scapegoat. Although figures like John Bradshaw and Claudia Black identified dysfunctional family roles, they did not fully address the deep unconscious dynamics—such as projective identification and traumatic invalidation—that affected me. The mental health field often placed the healing burden on the “identified patient” without holding the system accountable for creating the pain even as they used a “systems theory approach.” This lack of research and recognition reinforced the scapegoating of FSA victims, as early addiction work focused primarily on supporting the golden child, which ultimately gave rise to the theory of codependency.

Discovering Rebecca's groundbreaking work on Substack validated my lifelong experience, my solitary journey of healing, and my decision to distance myself from my family. It helped me recognize the miracle of my survival. More recently, the exposure of the high-control religion I was raised in, alongside confronting the FSA dynamics and the loss of my parents, has opened a new level of grief that I know will continue to unfold.

I want to extend my heartfelt thanks to my colleagues, @Rebecca C Mandeville MACP CCTP and @Claire Pichel, LCSW, PMH-C for their invaluable insights and support.

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