It had been a long day, and the Doctor looked at his last patient for the day.
The man was middle-aged and obviously disturbed as he continuously fidgeted in his seat looking out the window as if embarrassed to be there.
As it was the man’s first visit, he decided to find out through observation what he could about the man seated before him.
The Rorschach Test might be a good way to achieve that goal.
So, he spread the image in front of his patient and asked him to describe that he saw in it.
‘I’ve had a bastard of a life,’ said the man. “I’ve so many health issues it isn’t funny anymore. My doctor thinks I make many of them up, but I don’t. See those bits on the right that look like broken tubes? That’s my heart, broken, shattered and useless. I have had so many bad relationships I can no longer entertain the thought of engaging in another one.
The curled images on the bottom left, and right are my colon, twisted, in pain, retreating into my body, refusing to take food, and when it pleasures itself, it gives me diarrhoea which puts me on the toilet for hours, sometimes days.
In the centre, there’s a face, the face of my domineering demon. That demon tells me what a shithead I really am, good for nothing, a waste of space and I’d do everyone a favour by ending it all here and now.
The only positive I can see is at the centre bottom where there is a glimmer of light as if there is some degree of hope for me, but it’s so minuscule as to not really be worth engaging in.
That’s what I see in that image,” concluded the man who by now was on the edge of his seat, his focus on the test page and his feet tapping.
The Doctor hearing all this felt uncomfortable with the man in his presence, he had a thing for really crazy weird people, and this man was up there with the best he’d experienced.
He pressed his panic button just as the man stood up and looking at the Doctor said something that sent shivers down his spine.
“You look so much like my demon. Maybe it’s you I want to kill?” The man pulled a large knife from inside his shirt and plunged it down….. The Doctor gasped, the man fell, blood poured, security arrived.