The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

8 April 2006

The case for being committed

Colorado psychiatrist Dr. Doreen Orion, herself a stalker victim, has written a book about it: I Know You Really Love Me: A Psychiatrist's Journal of Erotomania, Stalking and Obsessive Love. reports that one particular review of the book disappeared into the bit bucket, and after reading it, I can see why it could have:

The only difference between stalkers and anybody is else is that unlike other people, these people don't waver indecisively from person to person, and are more motivated. They've found somebody who matches their ideals — they can't imagine a better fit, a more perfect match — and they suffer from this incredibly. Who can it hurt if they observe from a distance the one person who taught them the meaning of the word "alive"? Be thankful if you're one to socially jump from one person to the next uncaringly that you may be spared the all-consuming intensity of real love. I wish upon no one the pain of watching the person you'd give anything for, who you know like the back of your hand — from their needs and desires to the fears and moral qualms that wrack their concious [sic] — stay in some deadend relationship regardless of any hoops you jump through — regardless how you look, what you'd say, give, do — nothing.

As expressions of self-justification go, this rivals anything you're likely to see in the political arena.

Posted at 4:15 AM to Table for One

Love is not a job interview.

Posted by: McGehee at 11:36 AM on 8 April 2006

So I don't have to spice up my résumé, then?

Posted by: CGHill at 12:05 PM on 8 April 2006

You could, but it won't help -- unless and until some judge extends the various anti-discrimination laws to the selection of a lover.

Which, now that I think of it, I'm surprised hasn't happened already.

Posted by: McGehee at 9:28 AM on 9 April 2006