My t spoke to my son today because yesterday my son and I had a very angry argument and I was still upset. My son told my t that I mentioned suicide and that I have a bad memory. He also said I make stuff up and lie about stuff he says. My t asked me if I have Munchhausen syndrome. How the fk did we get there. Sometimes I think she is an *** hole. My son recently was picked up by the police because he was running toward main street in his underwear at 2am screaming out profanity and challenging people to kill him. He was in a psychotic state. Why the fk would she believe any fking thing he was saying