Misfortune seemed to follow us psychologists. Through my observations of my two colleagues Jillian and Kendal I lost all hope for normalcy in my life. My patient's problems and interpretation of life began to cloud my mind. It took years for them to get inside my head. But they did it. It wasn't one that got to me --- they all contributed to my undoing. I found myself constantly doubting my education and training. Once I lost my confidence I was like a bleeding seal in a shark tank. Each ignorant predator got a piece of me. It wasn't their fault. They were doing what they do. And like the shark that does what they are programmed to do.--- a mentally touched person does and says what they are programmed to say and do. I was grossly out numbered and there was no support system or rescue on the way. Kendal and Jillian got out of the shark tank barley alive leaving me alone to battle the beast. The beast of insanity.