Odd Containment Specialist

"What are your troubles? I can definitely give you some key suggestions." Jin Fenglong said.

Xia Shou pondered for a while and said, "Recently, I often have the same dreams. I often do things I don't want to do in my dreams. How should I put it..."

Xia Shou organized his words and described the situation he encountered in detail and obscurely.

Jin Fenglong listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

"A more common problem is that someone should have told you about the diary theory, right? This is the most frequently mentioned theory in extraordinary psychology."

"It has been mentioned."

"Well, then the coping method is actually in front of us. The current problem is that even if you use that method to deal with it, your mood will still be very bad, right? There is a sense of guilt, and there is a tendency to despise your own personality.

Extraordinary people often encounter this kind of thing. Generally, those who strongly resist will suffer from severe depression, and those who go to the other extreme will directly degenerate and completely accept the self they originally hated, and do not respect themselves or anything else.

But in fact, completely You can explore deeper reasons. Many people only try to understand the problem, so they don't know where the problem lies.

For example, someone frequently dreams of killing people, and the method is extremely cruel. The people killed are all close to him. If he keeps having such dreams, he will definitely suspect that there is something terrible in his subconscious mind.

But the more he resists, the more ignorant he is of the desires deep in his consciousness.

So my advice to him is degeneration therapy, let him indulge in this behavior as much as possible in his dreams, and make it worse and more vicious as possible, and then he will find his feelings in the details.

The patient finally The reason was found, because he was afraid of losing those who were important to him, but what he feared was not the death of his relatives and friends, but the possibility of their death.

His friends were too weak and could be in danger at any time. Although he could protect his friends in reality, his subconscious was still full of insecurity. This endless fear tortured him for a long time.

So, in his dream, he wanted to suffer a short pain rather than a long one.

He was too pessimistic and felt that he could not protect his friends after all, and the final outcome would be the same anyway. The mental fatigue he endured in the middle was like torture, so he chose to let go in advance in his dream. The death penalty is coming.

Knowing this, he took the right medicine. In the past, he was not willing to demand too much from others because of his gentle personality, but after knowing the reason, he started a devilish hell training for the people around him.

Although the training did not achieve much, this behavior of starting from the root gave him a positive hint, and the dream problem was solved.

Your problem is much simpler than his. Try the diary writing method. Next time you come here, you should be able to collect enough useful materials to find out your problem.

It is even possible."

"It turns out that it can be done this way!" Xia Shou felt that his mind suddenly opened up.

He really didn't expect that there is such a treatment method, using the degeneration therapy to find out the blind spots in the heart that the person himself can't perceive.

Sometimes it is true that people are troubled because they know there is a problem, but they don't know what the problem is, but once they know the problem, even if they can't solve it, the trouble will disappear.

Although he didn't say any profound theory, Xia Shou already felt that Jin Fenglong was powerful.

"What else?"

"No, go back first. Your problem is not a big problem. It's just that the treatment process will be a bit long. In addition, you don't need to substitute the behavior in the dream into reality. Just like the patient who killed his companion, he was actually extremely afraid of his companion's death. People's spirit is sometimes stupid."

Xia Shou nodded, feeling that his mentality was really much better.

"I have talked to you for a long time. I will see as many patients as possible. Bye."

"Oh, then I won't bother you. Can I just walk out of this door?"

"Yes." Jin Fenglong nodded, "Remember, be as diverse as possible, don't pay attention to your negative feelings, pay attention to the part you least want to feel first."

"I understand, I understand." Xia Shou was like a cancer patient who learned that his terminal illness was curable, showing an attitude of strictly following the doctor's advice.

Jin Fenglong sent Xia Shou to the door. After sending him away, the kettle on the desk suddenly started to boil water inexplicably, and the ballpoint pen began to write words on the paper. The words were written and disappeared continuously, and the electric fan turned on automatically, but the fan kept rotating slowly.

A voice rang out in the empty clinic: "As a psychologist, is it really okay to lie to patients like this? If he knew the truth, I wonder what he would think."

Jin Fenglong shrugged nonchalantly: "I am a doctor, not a detective. The important thing is to let the patient get the result he wants, not to let the patient know the truth.

I knew it halfway through just now. The problem is not with him. With his current mental state, it is impossible for him to have such a dream. The crux is not Xia Shou, but the person he dreamed of."

"Then why don't you tell him?" asked the air.

"I am a psychologist. How can a doctor destroy the patient's interpersonal relationships?

I help patients solve problems, not create problems.

Making a lie not only makes the patient happy, but also achieves the purpose of treatment. This is my medical purpose."

"How do you know this? I didn't hear him just now."

"An excellent psychologist can diagnose the psychological problems of people around him by talking to people. I have mastered this skill when I was still a mortal, not to mention that I can see more things now."

The air was silent for a long time, then the kettle stopped, the writing ballpoint pen fell, the fan stopped turning, and the clinic returned to normal.

There was a knock on the door, and the next patient came.

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This is in a dream, Xia Shou can be sure of this, unless he is crazy.

He is now on the balcony of a rental apartment.

He just looked out and saw zombies!

Su Weiyu was sitting next to her, wearing a sweatshirt and a baseball cap, holding a large schoolbag full of instant noodles and canned food in one hand, and holding mineral water in the other hand, tilting her neck and drinking it.

Xia Shou looked at Su Weiyu drinking water, and quickly glanced at the sweaty and very beautiful collarbone, and silently compared it with the real Su Weiyu in his heart.

Can't tell... The brain is really good at dreaming. Once you think it is real, you probably can't find any flaws even if you want to distinguish it, because all the details are shaped according to the most believed features in your impression.

"Ah, sorry, I drank too much." Su Weiyu handed Xia Shou a bottle of mineral water that he had already drunk halfway.

Xia Shou took it and was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head back and drank it all.

In the zombie world, sealed food and water are very precious, so of course everyone should handle it together, so drinking mineral water is very reasonable.