Every day the search results trickle in. No more than a few at a time, but there they are, staring at me from the bone white screen of the control panel.
Last November, I wrote a story looking into the background of four separate ongoing civil suits filed against an eating disorder clinic, the Castlewood Treatment Center in Ballwin, Missouri. Co-founded by psychologist Mark Schwartz and his wife, social worker Lori Galperin, the Center has long promoted itself as a last-resort of desperate eating disorder sufferers, a desperation that the four litigants say was taken advantage of at every step by Schwartz and the Castlewood staff. The suits all allege that coercive therapeutic methods and powerful drugs were used to foster false memories of sexual abuse and multiple personalities. Why? In order to prolong months of intensive, expensive inpatient treatment sessions. Continue reading →
A fourth former patient of the Castlewood Treatment Center in Ballwin is filing a lawsuit, alleging the therapy there gave her false memories of sexual abuse.
As noted, this marks the fourth such lawsuit filed against Mark Schwartz and the clinic he runs, the Castlewood Treatment Center, in the span of a year; the others which I’ve detailed on here in two previous posts. According to the article, this particular patient’s allegations are virtually identical to those of the last three, claiming Castlewood induced frightening – and false – memories of sexual abuse through hypnosis sessions and a large regimen of psychotropic drugs while she underwent treatment for her eating disorder in 2010. Two of the former cases also involved memories of cult worship and human sacrifice. All four are being represented by lawyer Kenneth Vuylsteke.
It’s a seasonally crisp spring in the Kansas City, Missouri of 1998, and Dr. Delany Dean is a psychologist who’s just been offered a great career opportunity – a position as Program Director of the Masters and Johnson Trauma Unit at Two Rivers Psychiatric Hospital.
Before beginning her stint and at the behest of the unit’s clinical co-directors, Mark Schwartz, Sc.D and Lori Galperin, LSCW, Dean is sent off to observe another operation of theirs, the Masters and Johnson trauma unit at River Oaks Hospital in New Orleans. The three-day trip, taken with Schwartz himself, is intended as a means of catching her up on what’s to be expected back home. What she sees there instead are things that to this day remain burned into her memory.
Emaciated, skeletal women – mostly suffering from eating disorders – are alternatively screaming and muttering to themselves as they drift back and forth unsupervised. Tales are recounted of the traumas that led to their dysfunctions, but make no logical sense. Among these are bizarre retellings of gruesome rapes and murders, of devils and cults. Impossible stories encouraged and even sought out by their group therapist, stories that did nothing but feed into their ongoing issues of dependence and anxiety. An ever-spiraling loop of sick people becoming sicker under the uncritical guidance of their supposed healer. It was “like walking into a concentration camp,” Dean would recall nearly fifteen years later. Continue reading →