Fascinating and thought provoking thread.
I was brought up strictly, an only child, never really rocked the boat at school, but most of that came from fear of consequences - either punishment or rejection.
When I had my DS 30 years ago, I was falsely accused of harming him, and spent 18 months getting him out if the system, and a further 18 months being monitored and judged in Orwellian style.
When the first accusations were made, I was co-operative and confident that all the professionals involved were doing their jobs, and would, in my child's best interests, realise I was innocent and discover the truth of the matter. I even talked, initially at the insistence I needed legal representation, after all, I knew it was just a big misunderstanding.
The scales soon fell from my eyes however, and I was plunged into a Kafkaesque nightmare which has probably left me with lifelong CPTSD and paranoia which I try to keep under control.
The things that really destroyed my faith in authority were the declarations of opinions as fact about myself and my family that would, I feel, come under the heading of institutional gas-lighting. Any challenge, no matter how politely or logically couched, was dismissed due to my position in the hierarchy of the system - at the bottom and unworthy of consideration.
One professional conducted interviews with friends and family, which were supposed to be kept from me. One friend divulged that this professional asked if I'd always had a problem with authority. And I really hadn't until authority trampled all over me and made what should have been, and was, the happiest time of my life, a complete nightmare that divested me of every scrap of control or autonomy over my own life. It was complete psychological torture.
I dealt with it by educating myself so I could question everything, on the medical and ideological fronts, and boy, did it get me into trouble as I started using "their" language back at them etc.
Even though I was co-operative on every practical level, it was the questioning and challenging that was always the issue. The truth, which was my goal, was absolutely sidelined by those in charge, who focused entirely on my disrespectful attitude.
What irks me about alot of people in authority is the inflexible and assumptive attitude they adopt and employ to intimidate, and the way they will double down to ridiculous lengths to prove their point even in the face of contradictory evidence.
I'm world weary of it now, as I have since had to deal with similar in the context of my elderly parents. I can't "fight City Hall" as my late DP would say, but I do have the confidence of age and accumulated knowledge to stand my ground, even though it's often pointless. But at least I know I've done what I can.