The funny thing with studying Psychiatry, with its almost perpetual line-up of diagnostic criteria of different mood and thought disorders and endless lists of terminologies, is that, when you find yourself so totally immersed in the subject, you’d realize that you can almost “classify” almost everybody in your wide circle of friends and acquaintances into any of the disorders. You’d realize that you’ve been friends with a hypochondriac, a homophobe, a histrionic, sex-crazed woman, a schizophrenic, narcissistic guy, and, of course, lots of depressed individuals.
But I won’t tell who those people are here! Or else, I’d get my butt kicked! 
Suffice to say, I’ve been enjoying reading my psychiatry book eversince medical school because the worlds in it are almost familiar. Hahaha.
