Why is it that the only time we diagnose something in our lives is when we're physically unhealthy? Perhaps that's the only time when something can be treated. But when you think about it, aren't there a million other times in our lives when we need to recognize our symptoms, diagnose the problem, and treat it?!
I ask you to consider the following case:
An old lover comes back into the picture via a flirty text. Patient A responds with an equally flirty text and continues to banter back and forth via mobile device into the late evening. 11:58pm to be exact. The situation that caused to the initial breakup of said love affair is unclear.
Patient A presents herself to her mental health professionals--her girlfriends--and asks them to diagnose her. Here is what they determine:
Diagnosis: Old Love syndrome
Cause: Flirty late-night text sessions, lack of closure in previous encounters
Symptoms: Incessant thoughts of getting back together with old lover; incessant self-reprimanding for thinking of getting back together with old lover; frustration about current love situation; experiences involuntary random memories of previous hookups, things said, and moments spent together
Treatment: Unfortunately, treatment for this disease is not simple. Milder cases can be cured with a few nights on the town. More severe cases must be isolated, tested, and treated with one of the following:
a. a strong martini, a night out on the town, and a makeout session with a very attractive new boy.
b. a strong martini, a night out with said love interest, and a makeout session with said lover.
c. a strong martini, a night in with the girls, and a willingness to accept the fact that the symptoms may have been quieted for the time being, but a future late night text could potentially spark a flare up of the disease and treatment a or b must be implemented.
Please see the front desk for your prescription (vodka) and to schedule your next appointment (tonight).
Hope this helps.