My dad did this kind of thing to himself in a sense. He would OD on Tylenol and just after he took it, call Poison Control and ask them how much is an OD. Then when they told him and asked how much he'd taken he'd tell them. Cops would find him, arrest him, put in him psychaitric, etc. Till finally the psychiatric hospital started refusing him. He'd go to ER get his stomach pumped or whatever was necessary and be sent home ASAP. When he stopped being able to attain the "patient" status and us as his family began to ignore his "poor ill me" cry, then he quit doing that. He's much better now. Still loves to get attention and be nutured but it's not the same drive as it used to be.
It's possible this mother could handle things better with therapy. I don't think the child should have to go home to her ever again though. She's screwed up on this one. It doesn't matter if she gets better. She's failed. No second chances on this one.
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