T, nineteen years old, after a difficult week of physical detox, reports the following dream: “I was at a deserted construction site, at night, who knows where, in Tourkovounia, with some drug dealers I know from the street, to buy heroin, and an overturned truck full of heroin comes in and dumps it, creating a mountain. I was happy within the heroin, like a small child playing in the sand.”

“With Sonia, Panagiotis, Christos, Violeta, and the other anonymous young people parading in these specific texts, psychoanalysts will rarely meet in our offices. And if they come, we won't stay together for long. They are the so-called ‘difficult patients’ with the frequent negative therapeutic reaction. Those who challenge our countertransference. Who push us away from psychoanalytic manuals, into more creative places.”