The Silent Patient

by Alex Michaelides

The real motivation was purely selfish. I was on a quest to help myself. I believe the same is true for most people who go into mental health. We are drawn to this profession because we are damaged—

I was aware how lucky, how incredibly fortunate I was to have such love, how rare it was, and how others weren’t so lucky.

Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive, and will come forth later, in uglier ways.