Chapter 8 sad

On a drizzly evening, the staff of the psychological clinic had already left work, and when I was about to leave, a phone call came in asking for a psychological consultation.The voice was an elderly woman, very anxious and uneasy, as if she still had tears or had choked up, her tone was serious. "I want to make an appointment with a therapist for my son, please." "How old is your son, why doesn't he come to make an appointment by himself?" I couldn't help asking with concern. "My son is almost thirty, and his condition is very bad, so I can only make an appointment for him. I'm really sorry." The old woman's tone became sad.

"Don't worry, tell me slowly, what's the matter with your son?" I comforted her. "He was depressed, depressed, and had suicidal thoughts." The old woman said as if she was being overwhelmed by something heavy. "He had cut his wrists and taken sleeping pills. Fortunately, they were discovered early and there was no trouble." Something big is going to happen." "I see, what kind of psychiatrist do you want?" I asked her. "Experienced experts are required, and it is better to know Japan, or have been to Japan, and it is better to know a little Japanese." She asked.

I think Dr. Cong Changmin is the only suitable psychologist who can meet these conditions.At this time, the old woman asked again: "Can I ask a psychiatrist for consultation?" I told her: "I'm in a dilemma. Because our psychological clinic's business regulations do not have this clause. At the same time, in order to prevent accidents, psychologists generally do not go to the client's home for treatment or services. Please understand. The first Is it necessary for your son to come to a psychological clinic in person? We will arrange a consultation as soon as possible, and we will definitely protect your privacy."

The old woman sighed and said, "Well, I'll do my best, and I hope it will be as soon as possible." I put this case in the "high urgency" medical preparation record book, and then called Dr. Cong Changmin. The first consultation is in late February, the fifteenth day of January in the old calendar is commonly known as the "Lantern Festival".Winter is almost over, but the wind is still very cold.The sad old woman took her son to the psychiatric clinic, and left quietly alone. From the back, it seemed that she had spent a lot of energy, and she seemed exhausted.

The person involved is a young man in his thirties, a returned student studying abroad, and currently has no job.His figure is not strong, but very well-proportioned, his face is gray and colorless due to long-term immersion in meditation, and the sadness probably caused by long-term inner pain has cast a layer of melancholy on his face silhouette.The slow, sudden and intermittent movements of his whole body, together with the depressed tone, all expressed a kind of extreme fatigue and silent depression.It's just that his eyes were still shining with anger, like shooting stars in the sky, and in the sad and quiet pupils, there was something indescribable, as deep and unfathomable as a deep pool.

Dr. Cong Changmin sat across from him, and in only thirty to forty seconds, he grasped the image characteristics of this person.The young man's name was "Wu Ying" written on the consultation and medical card. He stopped studying in Japan more than a year ago and dropped out of school to return to China for unknown reasons. "I have already seen that you have suffered great pain in your heart. I don't know how much I can help you?" Cong Changmin's opening remarks were so unexpected and honest. The young man sat motionless, his face was gloomy, and he didn't answer.

"I have the same experience as you, and I also returned from studying in Japan. During our consultation, if you have unspeakable or ambiguous and complicated performances, you can also describe them in Japanese, which may affect your emotions. It will be better." But the person concerned remained silent and sat in silence. Dr. Cong Changmin communicated with his eyes for a while, then suddenly broke the deadlock, and said straightforwardly: "If I'm not wrong, you are suffering from the pain of love in your heart. Pain is another experience from a foreign country.” The young man raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "How did you know?! You are really amazing, no wonder many people told me you are a weirdo."

Dr. Cong Changmin smiled slightly and said, "It's just the acuity honed in the profession over the years. It's almost like a detective. It's nothing." The young man said: "I came here today. I didn't want to say anything. It's useless to say it. I just want to spend this time in silence. It can be regarded as an explanation to my mother. But being treated like this by you Excited, it seems that a lock has been knocked on your heart, once the chatterbox is opened, it can't be closed." "I would like to listen to your experience, and I think it's my turn to be silent." Dr. Cong Changmin encouraged him.

"Whenever I think about this incident, my heart can't calm down, and the pain in my heart will intensify. Although this incident happened more than two years ago at first, it is unforgettable to me, as if it just happened yesterday , I felt as if I had returned to Japan emotionally, and returned to the state of mind at that time, and the tears couldn't stop pouring out. It's not that I don't want to forget it, but in fact I can't forget it. It is deeply imprinted in my mind. Maybe only Death can erase it..." His sad face began to come alive, and he narrated in fits and starts. (unfinished)