"What is your name?".
"nick".
"What is the name of the patient? And details about him, please?".
"His name is William, he is 26 years old, he is my colleague at work and works in a shoe manufacturing company".
"Is he from America?".
"No, He's British, he came from Britain to New York a year ago to continue his work here".
"And what made you bring him here?".
"I think he is suffering from some psychological problems".
"Can you clarify further, sir, please?".
"Of course,... I noticed sometimes that he talks to someone who is not there, hugs and kisses the air, as if there is someone really with him, and...like it's real. He still suffers from insomnia, perhaps for this reason he suffers from some hallucinations".
"Is that all?".
"No, A week ago, he came to my apartment crying and apologizing to me, then he immediately stabbed himself".
"Understood, Thank you for bringing him to us... Regarding the duration of the psychiatric treatment, it will take at least two years,... Does he have family here?".
"No, he lives alone, his mother is in a nursing home in Britain and his father is deceased, as for whether he has siblings, I do not know honestly". I looked in William's direction and I knew that he was not in a good condition. I wished that this psychiatric hospital would help him a little. He was looking out the window quietly, crying silently and murmuring words to himself. I paid the hospital expenses and left.
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It was as if he was peeling his heart like a pomegranate and offering it to her, sifting it out and saying, “Eat.” She watched him come away stained red by her, and her in his teeth would kiss her with that mouth, and it was as if he was peeling his heart for her, but he did not like the mess. He wanted her to eat him, to separate him, to consume him inside and out, to make him a part of her forever, to possess her in a way no one else could. She lived in him, and he would die for her. He loved her so much, he looked at her, he stared at her With eyes from which all fire and all meaning had flown away, her face was colorless and indifferent towards him. He wanted her to remember him, to remember him inside and outside her vision, day and night, just as he remembered her, but he could not bear the idea that she didn't love him, he loved her in his thoughts. And it is in his will, because he is cursed with these thoughts that greet him every night, his ego possesses him, he entered a state of complete uncontrollability and oblivion just like people enter a shrine, do you think he had a fate with her? That the happiest man walking this earth is the one who finds true love? To design his wedding night before his death?. Maybe the ashes left from the smear still carried the intent of protection. He loved her like a fist like a knife but it was like a harmful branch to her. To love someone first meant confessing, which was the opposite of what he did, and every ember that died separately brought its ghost to the ground and that it was her. He believes that he does not feel guilty and he's right. He was expelling and rejecting the feeling. He tolerated it for a long time, so it gathered and became a disease. I focus on how the feelings are expelled and how they can affect the person. The story is about the person suffering from schizophrenia, in addition to insomnia and Guilt, the beginning of which is that he sleeps with a body without features, indicating that he needs someone next to him, to help him keep the pain away, but when he sees the fact that there are no features, he dies at that moment. He is trapped by his feelings. This dull feeling has no attraction. It didn't help him see love. He begins to feel that His heart had become light again. Insomnia resulted from feelings of guilt, hallucinations resulted from insomnia, and schizophrenia resulted from hallucinations. He allowed himself to climb out of this hole and be with her heart, body, and soul. He convinced himself that he had forgotten her, but she was always there. His mind had nothing to offer anyone but its confusion.
The end.
