Rita suffers from paranoid personality disorder:
“Dottoré, my problem is that as soon as I post a picture on Facebook, someone copies me.
I show off my hair after a shatush coloring? The next day my cousin is off to the hairdresser.
I get myself a poodle? My sister buys one for her daughter.
I share a photo of my nails painted orange? A friend buys a shirt in the same exact color.
Everyone is crazy with envy for everything I do, and if I point it out to them, they say I have ‘persecutory delusions!'”
Excuse me, signò,” I respond. Why does this upset you? You should feel lucky … You’re practically an influencer! Like Chiara Ferragni!
“Influ … what? N’agge capit. Who is this Ferragni?”
I tell Rita that this beautiful young woman shares everything she does on the Internet: what she eats, what she buys, what she likes. Every single thing. And the millions of people following her copy whatever she does!
“And she’s happy?”
Very happy!
“U Madonna mia, poor thing! This girl is in bad shape! But why don’t you have her as a patient? That way all those silly people who follow her will become patients too! Dottoré, listen to me, this is no influenza … These people are all crazy, much crazier than me!”
