Have you been catching that recent story splashed across all spectra of the media about a woman named Gypsy Rose Blanchard?

It turns out that Gypsy, now thirty-two, had an on-line boyfriend named Nicholas Godejohn kill her mother, Dee Dee, then forty-eight, in their home in Springfield, Missouri, in June of 2015, after a lifetime of incredible abuse.

Most of the abuse was an unusual kind — medical. Dee Dee Blanchard convinced Gypsy that she was ill with a laundry list of ailments, and to feign others, including leukemia, muscular dystrophy, epilepsy, asthma, and eyesight and hearing impairment. It was to the point where Gypsy spent the first two decades of her life in a wheelchair she actually did not need.

When Gypsy was old enough to realize certain of her ailments were false (the product of what psychiatrists call “Munchausen by proxy” disorder), she had been forced to play the role in part so she and her mother could continue to collect government subsidies and in part so that she was helpless without the constant presence of a supremely controlling mother who wanted her daughter’s total attention and affections.

Indeed, Dee controlled every single aspect of Gypsy’s life — and even had her on a feeding tube (in her stomach) instead of Gypsy taking food by mouth, pretending she had a severe allergy to sugar.

She also “needed” a breathing mask at night. And mom shaved her head to look like she’d lost her hair due to chemotherapy.

Anyway, long story short: the young woman — who also had been convinced she was several years younger than she actually was (acting like a pre-teen when she was twenty) — came to the conclusion that the only way to end the tortured life (her mother also beat and bound her) would be murder, and this Nicholas, who hailed from Wisconsin, did, stabbing the woman repeatedly that summer night at three a.m. as the mentally-sick woman slept.

Gypsy hid in the bathroom and covered her ears after letting her secret friend in and giving him gloves and a knife (they’d met on a Christian dating website).

The couple then had sex and escaped to Wisconsin, where they were soon tracked and arrested.

Nicholas got life without parole. Gypsy got ten years and was recently released (to great acclaim) after serving more than eighty percent of the sentence.

The part that interested us most was the angle of “multiple personality disorder,” or what psychiatrists now call DID (dissociative identity disorder): Nicholas claimed to have alternate personalities, including “Victor,” a 500-year-old vampire who did the actual homicide, and an even darker personage he called “El Negro.” He had discovered them psychically.

Gypsy, apparently playing along with him, pretended (or so she says) to have even more sides to her, one named Rose, who was mature; one named Besse, who was romantic; one named Kitty, who was childish; one named Candy, who was focused on sex; and one named Ruby — the evil side of her, half werewolf.

At least in the case of Nicholas, the alternate-personality aspect may carry credibility.

And if so, it plays into the evil swirling around and through this case, for in our view, many if not most cases of “D.I.D.” are actually demonic infestation or possession. (Psychiatrists give many spiritual conditions clinical names, which is why a huge proportion are never clinically cured, in need instead of exorcism.)

Be that all as it may — whatever the root cause for those “personalities” — there was at least evil in the actual persons themselves, and in the family lines: Dee Dee’s own mother, Emma, was also very strange and controlling and rumors are that Dee Dee had killed her through an injection or something in her food when she was dying — apparently to facilitate her demise.

The cycle repeated (as happens in family lineages), and in 2015, Dee Dee was killed by her daughter.

The bizarre mental states of all these individuals reeked of the demonic, although you won’t hear that aspect on Hulu or ABC or YouTube or Lifetime or the endless array of media that have been hyping the case (at one point recently, Gypsy Rose Blanchard was the number one searched name on Google, and she virtually exploded on social media; in fact it was by using Facebook that she and her murderous boyfriend had communicated, and on Facebook that she announced her mother’s death with nefarious glee).

And so it is, that the dark side again dominates the popular culture, though the devil still remains hidden in the shadows, covered over with terms like D.I.D.

We would be remiss if we didn’t mention Gypsy’s sixth pretend persona.

That one said it all.

Hear this, psychiatry: It was “Demona,” which means what it sounds like it means.