Obsessive-Compulsive Case Studies

Today I will be diagnosing my client with the following: Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, Bipolar I with Psychotic Features, Antisocial Personality Disorder. After this case was brought to my attention I scrutinized all of my clients actions. I diagnosed my client with Obsessive- Compulsive Disorder due to the following symptoms: repetitive behaviors, attempts to ignore or suppress such thoughts, urges, or images with some other thought or action. My client went into this man’s room for seven nights at the same time, midnight. Even doing the simplest of task my client takes hours doing. For example,my client wrote this ”It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see him as he lay upon his bed.”. My client
is in a tunnel vision while doing this every night. He may not understand exactly what he is doing, to be put on medicine will help him not be so obsessed with this man. I believe my client is also Bipolar. After examining what he wrote I think if he does not get help more people can become in danger. Before my client ever saw the man’s eye he always talked about how much he loved him. For some reason the man’s eye gave my client spookiness. It would set off my client if the “Evil Eye” was shut. To give you an idea of what I’m talking about my client wrote this “I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.” My client is so overly obsessed with the eye that he stays up all night, he never sleep. My last diagnosis for my client is Antisocial Personality Disorder.
One of the symptoms is lack of remorse, as indicated by being indifferent to or rationalizing hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another. When my client killed the man he cut his body up into multiple parts. He placed those parts underneath the floorboards in the bedroom. Not only did he do that, but when the police came he invited them into the man’s bedroom. While they were talking he placed his chair over the top of my man’s dead body. My client wrote this “A shriek had been heard by a neighbour during the night; suspicion of foul play had been aroused; information had been lodged at the police office, and they (the officers) had been deputed to search the premises. I smiled, --for what had I to fear? I bade the gentlemen welcome. The shriek, I said, was my own in a dream. The old man, I mentioned, was absent in the country. I took my visitors all over the house. I bade them search --search well. I led them, at length, to his chamber. I showed them his treasures, secure, undisturbed. In the enthusiasm of my confidence, I brought chairs into the room, and desired them here to rest from their fatigues, while I myself, in the wild audacity of my perfect triumph, placed my own seat upon the very spot beneath which reposed the corpse of the
victim.”.