I recently had an episode of dissociation and discovered upon "returning to my normal state" that I had told several people that my newborn grandson had passed away. (Fortunately, he is alive and well!) This has created untold friction between my son, DIL and myself. Also, I despise myself for being a liar and a murderer, even though it is only with my defective thought process.

My P-doc and T-doc have been very helpful in trying to help me through this dreadful mess. However, I'm still not sure how to begin to recover from this. I simply can't trust any words that come out of my mouth.

Any suggestions?

CR