the instructor read us some letters from a case study, a kid he'd actually treated, but was also a crime investigation.
Basically this was one high school student stalking another, for years. He read us some of the letters that he'd anonymously sent the other boy and had been given to the police.
The early ones went like:
well, no, I won't recreate them, because you know what, I haven't been stalked like that? and even for me, it was really hard to listen to them. Rather detailed and explicit threats and demands (to wear specific pieces of clothing, it was obvious that he really was monitoring the other student VERY closely), and elaborations on how exactly the one student planned to kill the other. Apparently at one point he'd actually followed through to the point of slitting a candy bar down the seam, filling it with rat poison, and leaving it in the other student's car. (He didn't eat it).
Needless to say, the family, and the school were rather frantic.
A year goes by, and then the student gets another letter:
(from recreation, roughly)
"Dear ___, I hope you don't think I've forgotten about you. I've been thinking about you more than ever. But this time, I'm not going to threaten you. I've been doing some thinking. I've come to a realization. I love you. You are the most beautiful, gorgeous, Adonis like..."
and so on. well, and then still with the "requests" that he meet the stalker at something like, either Tuesday, May the 8th or Friday the somethingth. at 2:14 or at 5 pm respectively; if on Tuesday, wearing the orange shirt with the __ team logo, if on the Friday... you get the idea.
and then, finishing off with, "with selfless and pure devotion" (as taken from the Webster definition of "love," which the kid made sure to include).
Well, I mean, this isn't exactly news, that stalkers have this uhm thin line between love and hate. The details were rather fascinating in a horrid way, though.
So, eventually, they caught him, and the instructor got to treat the offender--reluctantly, because, well, understandable: hi, what if he decides to change the object of his stalkerish affection to -him-? it's a real possibility...
we didn't get to many details after that, but one was: apparently, the kid had a pet.
We were asked to guess what the pet was. "A snake, a pit bull...a rock."
Have you ever seen a goose? he asks. They're MEAN. They hiss, and they spit...
so, the kid's been keeping this -goose- in his house, in his room, shitting all over everything, honking, you know.
And, he brings the goose to family therapy, along with the raging violent alcoholic dad (surprise) and whoever else.
So every time the father tries to speak, the goose starts honking at him and beating him up...
Yeah, I know why I changed from theatre: this is MUCH more unlikely than any shit I could've made up.