This is session #185 with PL, a 27-year-old female who suffers from PTSD after surviving an extremely traumatic incident.
“Dr. Hale, I just wanted to let you know I’m going to be moving soon. “
“Oh? Where are you moving to?” “I got a job in Manhattan.”
“Oh wow. I didn’t even realize you were interviewing.”
“Well, my mother always says, if opportunity doesn’t knock, build a door.”
“Your mother sure has some great sayings.”
“Yes, she sure does! Anyway, I’m looking at some apartments there—hoping to find a decent one bedroom.”
“That’s wonderful. Congratulations.”
“Thank you so much. I just wanted to tell you because it will mean we won’t be able to have our sessions anymore.”
“Of course. I understand. This is a big move for you.”
“It is. And I couldn’t have done it without you. You’ve been amazing, Dr. Hale.”
“I’m glad I’ve helped you.”
“You really have. I could barely leave my house when I first met you, and now I’m moving to Manhattan. I feel like I can finally put the whole thing behind me.”
“Yes. That’s very healthy.”
“And maybe one day they’ll catch the bastard who murdered my fiancé and my friends.”
“Hmm. I don’t think so.”
“You may be right. I mean, after all this time, it would be too much to hope—”
“No. That’s not why they won’t catch him.” “Oh. Well, then why not?”
“The reason they won’t catch him is that he doesn’t exist.”
“What?”
“It’s hard to arrest a man who is entirely fictional, isn’t
it?”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me.”
“I… what are you saying, Dr. Hale?” “I think you know what I’m saying.” “I’m afraid I don’t.”
“I’m saying you made the whole thing up. There never
was a man at the cabin. You murdered your fiancé and your friends and you made up a fictional assailant.”
“I was stabbed!”
“Barely. You did it to yourself so it would look realistic. Nobody would believe that a man came into the cabin and stabbed everyone but you, so you had no choice.”
“This is… it’s insane. How could you think I made it all up?”
“Because you did. Do you think I can’t spot a liar a mile away?”
“But why would I do something like that?”
“I haven’t entirely worked it out. I suspect Cody was cheating on you with Alexis, and you decided to teach them both a lesson. And Megan was an unfortunate casualty of the whole thing. That’s my suspicion based on the fact that she died much quicker than the other two.”
“I…”
“Guessed right, did I?”
“This is… I mean, I’ve been coming here for three years.
You included me in your book…”
“Well, it was a good story. Incredibly compelling. I’d say you can’t make this stuff up, but obviously, you can.”
“This is insane.”
“Don’t look at me like that. I’m not the only one who suspected you. Detective Gardner thought you did it also, but he couldn’t prove it. Except he didn’t have a window into your thoughts the way I have. He hasn’t been collecting little inconsistencies over the last three years.”
“This is ridiculous. I’m leaving.”
“Yes, you should leave. I’d like some privacy to give the detective a call.”
“Wait. Hang on.”
“I thought you were leaving?” “Okay. Okay.”
“So you admit it?”
“What do you want, Dr. Hale?”
“I have a little problem. And I need your help.” “What kind of problem?”
“There’s somebody who’s been causing me some trouble. I’d like to take care of it, but I can’t do it myself.”
“Well, what do you want me to do?” “Oh, I think you know, Patricia.”
