About Gregory Garber

In 2006, my career was completely destroyed.

I was working on correcting a sabotaged PTSD sensory gating dataset—research that would have had profound treatment implications for trauma survivors. The data had been deliberately corrupted—my soul refused to stay silent about it.

The path of truth and innovation cost me everything the professional world values: my career trajectory, my institutional credibility, my place in the academic system that I had worked years to enter.

But that was just the beginning.

What followed was bedridden depression, unrelenting fatigue, and crippling brain fog. By 2011, I became completely dependent on a prescribed stimulant medication used to manage these symptoms—Adderall. Adderall combined with other prescribed medications for low mood and constant anxiety never addressed the true cause of these utterly debilitating symptoms. Still, I persevered, always seeking out relief from symptoms the medical system deems as "vague and nonspecific".

The status quo of my life and health had become unbearable by 2019. I only had two options available to me at the time, and both of these options were dark. I could either take my own life, or I could seek out a more potent and longer lasting stimulant drug. After months of deliberation bedbound with my head stuffed in pillow 23 hours a day, I chose the latter.

What unfolded afterwards no human being should ever be subjected to: relentless crawling sensations beneath my skin, visible movement of thread-like organisms, biting pain that medical professionals dismissed as impossible. These sensations weren't hallucinatory and my thoughts were not delusional. Our medical system diagnosed me with delusional parasitosis —a psychiatric condition that I have since debunked. This condition is diabolically caused by legitimate parasitic worms.

I refused to accept a psychiatric diagnosis when every nerve in my body confirmed the horrifying creepy-crawly and biting sensations I experienced were indeed organic—due to legitimate parasites. Yet our medical system doubled down on the diagnosis of psychosis with an unwavering fixed ideological claim that these parasites don't exist.

My refusal to take antipsychotic medications for the true organic cause of my horrifying symptoms led to my thorough documentation of my life and symptoms. By 2022, I had developed effective techniques to identify these visually-elusive free-living worms that mainstream science claims cannot exist in humans. By early 2023, I had developed a sound, repeatable methodology to visually identify various helminthic species.

The system demanded complete submission to their narrative. I refused.

What followed was beyond extreme: psychiatric hospitalizations, multiple attempts on my life, placement on a terrorist screening database, the systematic destruction of everything I had rebuilt.

None of this happened because I was wrong, or dangerous, or delusional.

It happened because I refused to unsee what I had seen. Because I chose documentation over capitulation. Because I stood in the light of empirical truth when institutional medicine demanded I accept their darkness as reality.

This is the cost of integrity when the truth you carry threatens the foundations of medical orthodoxy itself.

Psychiatric hospitalization. Medications that worsened my symptoms while doctors insisted any resistance was merely the obsessive component of my delusion. Medical records permanently marked with diagnoses designed to discredit anything I say. Attempts on my life—deliberate, documented, survived.

But psychiatric violence was only the beginning.

• Every job I've taken since—destroyed.
• Every entrepreneurial endeavor I've started—sabotaged.
• Every attempt to rebuild a normal life—blocked.

This isn't paranoia. This is documented pattern. This is what happens when you challenge institutions powerful enough to destroy careers and credible enough that no one questions their diagnoses.

The psychiatric establishment has weaponized diagnoses to silence anyone presenting evidence they refuse to examine— a pattern documented throughout The Awakening Series .

They tried to silence me with psychiatric labels.

They tried to discredit me with institutional authority.

They tried to break me with financial pressure and social isolation.

I'm still here.

When everything else was stripped away—career, credibility, financial stability, relationships—one thing remained: the moral foundation my grandfather taught me.

Legally, my name is Gregory McHaffie, but I will soon be changing it to Gregory Garber, in honor of my grandfather Wilbur "Web" Garber of Springfield, Ohio.

Web was born in Clark County, Ohio in 1907, and came of age during the Great Depression. With only a high-school education, he built a thriving electrical contracting business after World War II. He was a quiet leader who valued hard work, honesty, and education—a man of deep integrity who made countless sacrifices for his children and grandchildren until his death in 2004.

He embodied the American Dream not through privilege, but through perseverance and service.

He taught me something the academic world never could:

• That integrity isn't convenient—it's costly
• That truth matters more than acceptance
• That you work hard, tell the truth, and lift others as you climb

When they tried to break me, that foundation is what kept me standing.

When they tried to silence me, his example is what kept me speaking.

When financial pressure threatened to end this work, his legacy of perseverance is what kept me building.

Everything I've built here—this platform, this research, this community—reflects the moral code he lived by.

This isn't just a website. It's a testament to the principle that some truths are worth protecting, even when protecting them costs everything you have.

I didn't choose this path because it was easy, fun, or safe. I chose it because I've lived what no other human being should ever have to experience:

• Being told you're delusional when you have evidence
• Being forced onto psychiatric drugs for physical symptoms
• Being gaslit by every doctor who sees your medical records
• Losing relationships because "the doctors can't all be wrong"
• Watching your life fall apart while institutions insist you're mentally ill
• Knowing the truth but having no one believe you

I kept going because it was the right thing to do.

Because millions of people are suffering from chronic medical conditions and mental health conditions—conditions that have parasitic causes.

Because medical gaslighting and medical abuse are rampant today.

Because the struggling patient is blamed for not getting better rather than the broken system that denies legitimate and severe infections.

Because the medical establishment's denial of parasites is systematic, not accidental.

I've documented the organisms they claim don't exist— visual evidence available here —and developed treatment approaches that work when conventional medicine fails.

Someone needed to create a platform where medical victims can find validation and the true cause of their poor health instead of constant dismissal, blame, and gaslighting.

This isn't just research. It's survival documentation. It's proof that what you're experiencing is real and the result of infectious agents. You aren't lazy. You aren't a bad person. You have infections the system denies regardless of what medical providers write in your charts.

Yes, I have the credentials the system values:

• Master's degree in Clinical Psychology and Neuroscience from the University of Colorado at Boulder
• Bachelor's in Psychology and Statistics from the University of New Mexico
• Published research in peer-reviewed journals examining sensory processing abnormalities in schizophrenia and PTSD
• Clinical experience evaluating antipsychotic medication efficacy
• Years of teaching psychopathology and statistics at the university level
• Direct experience as a psychotherapist helping clients navigate trauma and anxiety

But here's the truth: none of that matters compared to what I learned by surviving their persecution.

I know what it's like to have evidence dismissed as delusion.

I know what it's like to be labeled mentally ill for refusing to deny what you can see.

I know what forced medication feels like when doctors insist it's helping while your symptoms worsen.

I know what it costs to keep telling the truth when silence would restore your life.

That lived experience—surviving what the system does to truth-tellers—is what qualifies me to build this platform.

The degrees gave me technical knowledge.

The persecution gave me moral clarity.

My grandfather's legacy gave me an unbreakable foundation.

Together, they created someone who cannot be silenced, cannot be bought, and refuses to stop documenting what the medical establishment denies.

Before the persecution, before the platform, before the survival documentation—I spent years trying to help people within the system that would later try to destroy me.

• I mentored at-risk children diagnosed with conduct disorder, oppositional defiant disorder, ADHD, and autism—teaching emotional regulation and self-worth to boys the system had labeled as problems.
• I volunteered at a crisis center, providing support to people facing despair.
• I worked as a psychotherapist, helping clients navigate trauma and rebuild their lives.
• I taught university courses in psychopathology and statistics, known for bringing clarity and compassion to difficult subjects.
• I served as Vice President of Habitat for Humanity at Boston University, organizing projects to provide housing and community support.

I believed the system could be fixed from within. I believed credentials and compassion could change things. I believed integrity would be rewarded.

I was wrong.

But that foundation of service, that drive to help people heal—that didn't disappear when the system betrayed me. It evolved. It found a new expression outside institutional control.

Those years taught me that healing happens when people feel heard, believed, and supported—exactly what the medical system denies parasitic infection survivors.

This platform is still service work. I'm just no longer asking their permission.

NotThatKindOfCrazy.com exists because the medical system's denial of parasitic infections is systematic, profitable, and deliberately maintained. It exists because people are suffering and blamed for infections the system refuses to acknowledge. It exists because evidence needs to be documented where institutions can't suppress it.

This platform serves as:

I could have built this platform anonymously. Many people doing this kind of work do—for good reason. The retaliation is real. The professional consequences are severe. The personal cost is high.

But I chose to use my real name.

Not because I'm fearless—I'm not.

Not because I have nothing left to lose—there's always more they can take.

Because anonymous truth is easier to dismiss. Because victims need to see someone willing to stand publicly. Because my grandfather taught me that integrity means being accountable for what you say—I chose to use my real name.

You don't have to hide anymore. You don't have to be gaslit anymore. Healing is here. Truth cannot be suppressed.

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