“Sometimes I feel so empty, you know?”
An rhetorical, existentialist question the doctor had heard uttered, asked, probed and pondered upon many times before. To say yes, or to agree in any way with the patients would have shattered their fragile illusions that they were the only ones that ever felt this way. That they were all alone in their suffering is what brought them to the doctor, what he liked about them, what kept them returning to him week in week out, and he was in no particular mind to change it all too quickly for them.

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