A psychiatrist and a person are having a conversation:
Day 1.
Person: “I’m so depressed, because my dog died.”
Psychiatrist: “It’s a disorder inside you. I’ll help you to fix it.”
Person: “Thanks, but you can’t bring my dog back.”
Psychiatrist: “No, I can’t, but my first question is: Did you really have a dog?”
Person: ”What?”
Psychiatrist: ”I’d like to prescribe some medication for you. It brings the order back.”
Day 2.
Person: “I’m so depressed, because my mother died.”
Psychiatrist: “I’m so sorry. It’s a disorder inside you. I’ll help you to fix it.”
Person: “But you can’t believe, how much I loved my mother!”
Psychiatrist: “No, I can’t, but my first question is: Did you really have a mother?”
Person: ”What?”
Psychiatrist: ”Hmmm… I’d like to prescribe some medication for you. It brings your love for your mother back.”
Day 3.
Person: “I’m so happy now, because I’ve lost my trust in you.”
Psychiatrist: “It’s a disorder inside you. I’ll help you to fix it.”
Person: “But you can’t bring my trust back.”
Psychiatrist: “No, I can’t, but my first question is: Did you really have trust in me…?”
Person: ”Yes, I had trust in you.”
Psychiatrist: ”Hmmm… I’d like to prescribe some medication for you. It brings the depression back.”
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A note: Everything is interaction. Everything is interpersonal. In any relationship.
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It’s a fictional conversation. However, it was inspired by psychiatrists.
I’m an improvising guitarist, cinematographer and writer living in Helsinki, Finland. I’m a member of Mad in Finland collective.
Poet’s Instagram: @samulikris
Website: samkris.com
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