This is a case from a friend of mine who works in psychological counseling in their industry.

An adult male. A. is in his 20s. He graduated from college, has a stable job, and a happy family. He came home early in the morning after working overtime and slept for 14 or 5 hours. When he woke up, his cheerful personality completely changed.

The initial symptoms were that he just looked tired. Gradually, he ate less, slept less, and naturally interacted with other people less. His physical condition was not as good as before. After a while, he often went out at night. When his family asked, the answer was

There was something going on at the company. Later, his wife became suspicious and followed him secretly.

It was very easy to follow A, because he was very slow now. The couple came to the outskirts in tandem. It was impossible for his wife not to be afraid, but for her husband, she gritted her teeth and had to persevere.

.Finally, A stopped, walked a few hundred meters down the road, sat on the ground, and murmured to himself. His wife was watching him from a distance and couldn't hear what he said. She only felt a chill in her body.

When daybreak was about to break, A got up and went home. His wife also went back. After resting all morning, she called A's parents in the afternoon to see where A was sitting yesterday and what he was talking about. When they got to the end of the field, they saw,

It turned out to be an abandoned grave bag.

The family members were all in panic, and no one dared to ask A anything when they came back. A went out again in the evening, and this time his wife discovered that A went to a different place than yesterday, but they also spent the whole night chatting in front of a wild grave.

To put it simply, his family found that A had no purpose. He would chat with any grave he found, and he would chat with anyone he met for the whole night. His family first invited monks and Taoists, and they worked hard for half a year, but there was no result.

I neither agreed nor objected to "exorcism" for him, and just cooperated like a deadbeat.

Since it didn't work, I finally had to go to a psychiatrist. The doctor thought it was a communication disorder. As for why he was looking for a grave bag, it was just a symptom of pathology. He suggested that A be admitted to a mental hospital. A's family disagreed. Because A has no violent tendencies,

The doctor didn't insist either.

But although A can still take care of himself, his work has been affected after all. He almost no longer talks to others, and he ignores others who try to talk to him. How can he work like this? A is unemployed. He has been to many psychiatrists and tried many treatments.
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