You tried to relax.
You succeeded, but not right away.
For some time you felt a quiet, mosquito-like squeaking voice in your head.
The so-called “ghost” again tried to convince you of the reality of his own existence: “Oh, you weak-willed sissy whore... You trusted some bitch psychotherapist... Now your brain is under the influence of this pill... You almost not hear my words... But know that the effect of this poison will soon wear off... And then you will have to suffer the consequences of my wrath! You can try to deny my existence, but I will make your body feel that you are... wrong..."
Then that annoying voice in your head became almost indistinguishable and you finally relaxed. Probably the pill you took did bring results for a while.
For half an hour you lay on the bed. You felt warmth and a slight tingling in those places of your body where the sensors were attached.
Suddenly the therapist's assistant turned on the light in the room. She disconnected the sensory sensors from your body and she said to you: "Mr. Doe, you can now get dressed. I will then take you to Mrs. Glaurig's office for further instructions from the psychotherapist in connection with the results of the psychophysical scan."
You obediently do what the assistant told you. You got dressed and you came to the therapist's office.
Mrs. Glaurig thoughtfully studied the text of the report on the results of your psychophysical scan. You had to wait about 5 minutes for S to finish reading. Finally, Mrs. Glaurig tells you: “The results of your psychophysiological scan revealed the need for additional medical recommendations. You mentioned some connection between the voice in your head and your sexual arousal... That is, your disease affects the sphere of libido and the sphere of gender self-identification... Therefore, in addition to the drug " "Contrapsychodemistin" I prescribe you to regularly take the drug "Endroconterone". My assistant will give you packs of tablets of each of these drugs. So, today's session is over. Come to the next session in one month."
You pay the amount of money specified in the contract for today's session. You say goodbye to your therapist, Mrs. Glaurig. You leave the office and take two packs of pills from the assistant.
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