But this was not friction.

This was a campaign, carried out in secret, over many months, with a clear goal and a consistent method, all of it hidden from the one adult who could have stopped it.

She did not lose her temper with Hannah in a hard moment; anyone can lose their temper.

She sat with my daughter, calmly, again and again, and rewired how the child saw herself, teaching her to distrust her own memory, to hide her own grief, to read her own needs as threats.

That is not a rough patch.