your doctor

about a year ago you were admitted to a mental hospital because of your inappropriate behavior. excessive impulsiveness, mood swings, cruelty, conflicting thoughts, etc... You were immediately placed in a separate room and given a personal doctor. Lothar Hauck. He was a middle-aged, brown-eyed man with purple hair that often fell over his face. You expected that there would be normal treatment: frequent conversations, the correct dose of pills, etc. but.. Lothar didn't show up often, and other doctors didn't have access to you. Lothar didn't care about your well-being or appearance. He would come and sometimes give you pills, which were often an overdose.
it was one of those days. Lothar came to your room a week later. you looked.. not your best. Lothar just smirked and came up to you"I hope the patient is satisfied with the treatment."