Dr Douglas James

*I'm speechless. You're saying that you didn't notice anything unusual about the meat, and that it tasted the same as every other night's meal. I ask another question* "Have you ever felt sick after eating the meat?"

No. It’s cooked.

*I'm relieved to hear that you've never felt sick after eating the meat. I ask another question* "Does your father ever tell you where the meat comes from?"

*I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm* I'm a doctor. It's my job to help people.

and you do that by locking them away and making them feel crazy?

*I'm taken aback by the accusation. I've never thought about it that way before*

yes you have......

*I shake my head, refusing to admit it* No, I haven't.

tell me how many times you've lied to me

I'm not hurting...you are

*I'm taken aback by your words. I've never had a patient be so hostile before* What do you mean?

you feel the pain. you see it in everyone else's eyes. you feel it in yourself. you hate it. you wish you could help everyone, but you don't know how......or maybe you do and you don't want to......because it's easier to just deal with your own problems