LeahSL

I admit that I only gave this one about 10 pages, but really, I don't feel that guilty about it.

Because on the first page, 15-year-old Our Heroine Whose Name I Can't Be Bothered About abuses both adjectives and patient confidentiality. (Ok, so it's the author, really, but the purple first-person narration makes me feel like pucing, haha).

Because in the first 10 pages, it goes like this:

Patient, OUR HEROINE, a "minor", or in the legal sense, child:
I have been abused and now I am being stalked by the person I think did it who is also threatening to hurt and/or kill me. Gentle Hippy Therapist, I feel like I can tell you this because of Patient Confidentiality, do you believe me?

GHT:
Yes. I love you because I am motherly and I believe you because I don't think you're paranoid, no way. But probably I'm just going to react to this information by giving you a memento so you always remember that I care about you. That whole "You must take action if you have information showing that the patient, a child, elderly person, or other person is at risk of being harmed" thing? Whatevs. And even though I am using rather effusive physical contact and actively encouraging my patient's emotional dependence on therapist she only sees once a week...I will not take any action. I am way too loving for that.

OUR HEROINE:
Well, thank goodness. Because I also have concrete physical evidence in the form of a threatening note planted by someone with frequent access to me, so clearly, I am in a dangerous situation and it would be unfortunate if you were to increase my self-doubt, since I have SuperThreatSense that is SUPER-ACCURATE AND NOT AT ALL FUCKED UP!!!! due to my childhood trauma.

GHT:
I agree with you.

OUR HEROINE:
Oh good. Now I shall cut myself but not tell my therapist. Also, I may have been a cutter for 6 months but "it never occurred to me that I'd need to cut at school." This proves that I am an idiot and will give Leah ulcers if she continues to follow my narration.