A Doctor's Privilege
Mariateresa Fichele

A rainy day.

On the television, people are talking and talking and talking.

I get ready to go to work.

I'll have to knock on some doors, and people will let me in with a smile.


What a privilege to be a doctor.

Worlds that are revealed to you and, occasionally, universes that open wide.

The suffering of those who talk and talk and talk is harder to comprehend than the vastness of the Milky Way.

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I’ve been thinking and thinking about a patient of mine since yesterday. His name is Giovanni.

Psychiatrists, you might not know, are quite often asked the same unanswerable question: "Why does one become insane?”

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