George*, a 35-year-old man with schizoaffective disorder, had been stalking his psychologist for six months before he consulted me. A patient of mine, whom he met in a support group for mood disorders, recommended me. He had made the psychologist’s life so miserable that she’d decided to leave her budding practice and New York City. She’d returned to her home in the South.

George* was neatly dressed, of average build and height, his dark…

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