Chapter 6 Chapter 5 The Three Little Pigs—Part 1: The Non-existing Brother

Many mentally ill patients have suffered various psychological traumas when they were young.Some causes of trauma may seem trivial to adults, not a problem at all.But in the eyes of children, the influence of the surrounding environment and adult behavior is magnified, and some are even distorted.In many cases, this is exactly the case, some people use this to obtain abilities that ordinary people cannot obtain-even if it is not what they hoped for. The patient sitting in front of me is a tall and strong man, with rather awkward facial features.But he spoke in a soft voice, which made me unable to get used to him when I first came into contact with him.But through repeated observation, I found that I should call "she" more appropriate.My writing is not good enough to describe, but trust me, "she" is the most suitable.

Me: "Sorry, I couldn't come last week because of something, are you still used to living here?" She: "Well, it's okay, but I'm a little scared at night, but luckily my brother is here." "She" thinks she has a brother.Actually not—or rather: died very early, before "she" was born.But the trouble is, after "she" knew that she had an older brother when she was a child, she gradually began to believe that she had an older brother who would take good care of her, and "she" was her younger sister.After "she" killed her boyfriend who lived with her, "she" insisted that her brother helped "her" kill him.

Me: "According to what you said, your brother is here too?" I said it myself, but I still felt a chill creeping up my spine. She smiled: "Yes, my brother is the best to me, so he will definitely accompany me." Me: "Can you tell me where he is now?" She: "I don't know where my brother has gone, but my brother will come to me." I felt chilly, and couldn't help looking at the gray mottled concrete walls around me. Me: "I really want to know, did you kill your boyfriend, or did your brother kill your boyfriend, or did your brother make you do it?"

"She" lowered her head and bit her lower lip in silence. Me: "You also know that you are responsible for this matter no matter what, so I will talk to you so many times. If you don't say it, it will be very troublesome if this goes on. If you can't prove that your brother Participate in this matter, I don't think I will come again, I really can't help you. Do you want this?" I tried to use a soft tone to induce, not force. "She" finally raised her head, with tears in her eyes: "I don't know why you don't believe it, I really have a brother, but he doesn't talk like no one can see him, I don't know how it is Yes, but please believe me, please?" After saying that, "she" started to cry.

I searched for a long time, but couldn't find a tissue, so I had to watch "her" cry there. When "she" cries, she always has a very small voice, covering her face and sobbing softly. When "she" got better, I continued to ask: "Can you tell me when your brother will appear? In other words, when will he speak." "She" slowly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "At night, when I am alone at night, he will come." Me: "What did he say?" She: "He told me not to be afraid, he said he would be by my side."

Me: "Is it in your dream?" She: "Not often, brother can go to my dream, but he rarely goes, saying that is not good." Me: "You mean, he will really appear by your side." She: "Well, my boyfriend has seen my brother." Me: "Did I dream or saw it with my own eyes?" Her: "I saw it with my own eyes." I tried to calm down and emphasize the facts of the investigation: "Your mother, all relatives, and neighbors all said with one voice that your brother died 2 years before you were born. How do you explain this?" Her: "I don't know why they say that."

Me: "Apart from you, has anyone in your family ever seen your brother?" She: "Mom has met my brother, and often said that my brother is better than me, not naughty, don't want this and that, said my brother is more obedient than me." Me: "When did I tell you?" Her: "When I was young." Me: "Do you say that every time you are naughty or disobedient?" She: "I can't remember clearly, it seems not entirely, if it's just anger, I can hear it." Me: "Did your brother tell you the story of The Three Little Pigs?"

She: "Well, I liked him telling me this story very much when I was a child." Not long before this conversation, "she" was hypnotized once. After entering the state, "she" was telling the story of "The Three Little Pigs" repeatedly during the whole process, without accepting any questions or answering any questions .Talking and laughing at the same time.I listened to the recording, and it seemed that there was something hidden in it, but I couldn't figure out why. That record is now in my hands. Me: "When did your brother start telling you this story?"

She: "When I saw my brother for the first time, I was so happy at that time. He talked with me, played with me, and told me the story of "The Three Little Pigs". Said that they fought against the big bad wolf together , very united, especially the youngest, very smart..." She started telling the story without hesitation, and I kept watching while listening.Suddenly, something seemed to flash in my mind, and I tried to catch it.Suddenly, I understand!I missed a major problem, and it was only at this time that I fully woke up.After impatiently flipping through the information at hand, I think I know what's going on.

After "she" finished telling the story, I babbled a few more words and left. A few days later, I got the 24/7 videotape of "her". I played it quickly, eager to confirm whether my judgment was correct. The screen showed that everything was normal during the previous two nights. On the third day, "she" seemed to be awakened by someone in her deep sleep. "She" tried her best to rub her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, then got up excitedly and rushed towards something, then "she" wrapped her arms tightly around her shoulders.At the same time, the expression on his face changed instantly.

You can see that it is a man, a man who perfectly matches his physical appearance and feeling, that is him. I lit a cigarette and let out a long sigh of relief.The pictures behind are no longer important, and it doesn't matter whether you see them or not. "She" has no sixth sense, no ghosts to follow, and of course no nonsense brother. "Her" brother who does not exist is "her" multiple personality.