49 CHARLOTTE MILLER
November 7
Last week, I called Officer Caitiff to warn him against Ophelia’s fantasies. It was one thing for a patient to talk through their thoughts and feelings during therapy, but it was something else when they incorporated their delusions into real life by anchoring them and convincing strangers (especially authority figures) of their distorted version of reality. Though Ophelia was no longer receiving treatment from me, I couldn’t stand by and allow her to drag the officer into her psychosis. Not after he had been so kind the day he came to the house to take my vandalism report and helped me clean up the mess.
After we talked on the phone, I spent most nights thinking about Officer Caitiff. It wasn’t like me to fixate on a man, but with every passing day, I lon
