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ROBERT ST. JOHN, M.D.* I am not mad: this hair I tear is mine; my name is Constance; I was Geffrey's wife: young Arthur is my son and he is lost: I am not mad: I would to heaven I were! For then, 'tis like I should forget my son or madly think a babe of clouts were he: I am not mad: too well: too well I feel the different plague of each calamity." Shakespeare, King John, Act III, Scene IV This quotation is a succinct, poignant, albeit poetical description of the point I am trying to make about schizophrenia in this article. Constance is depressed. She is not schizophrenic because she has a firm grasp of her own identity; she understands the loss she has suffered and she accepts and experiences her own feelings of grief as an understandable, although painful reaction to that loss. Furthermore, she does not numb her feelings of grief behind a wall of autistic denial, nor does she try to replace her lost son with some phantasied object. She experiences her loss realistically, as well as the painful feelings that accompany it. In this article I plan, by using a series
Journal of the American Academy of Psychoanalysis & Dynamic Psychiatry – Guilford Press
Published: Mar 1, 2001
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