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[–]Anticapitalist 1 insightful - 1 fun1 insightful - 0 fun2 insightful - 1 fun -  (0 children)

A young woman I was treating had, at a critical moment, a dream in which she was given a golden scarab. While she was telling me this dream I sat with my back to the closed window. Suddenly I heard a noise behind me, like a gentle tapping. I turned round and saw a flying insect knocking against the window-pane from outside. I opened the window and caught the creature in the air as it flew in. It was the nearest analog to a golden scarab that one finds in our latitudes, a scarabaeid beetle, the common rose-chafer (Cetonia aurata), which contrary to its usual habits had evidently felt an urge to get into a dark room at this particular moment. I must admit that nothing like it ever happened to me before or since, and that the dream the patient has remained unique in my experience. – Jung (1973).

This is a great story. This makes me think, what if the 'patient' had said this to a psychiatrist? ie, had a described a story that sounds so rare that it sounds almost made up.

They might be name-called "delusional", depending on the empathy of the psychiatrist.

A significant amount of people who get cruelly name-called things like "paranoid delusional" are harmless friendly people discussing unusual events.

Discussing something unusual shouldn't be treated with an assumption of a flawed failed brain.