
The patient, a young gay man who once lived for a time in Salt Lake City, describes his pursuers: Mormons who know where he is and are trying to kill him. As the clinic visit goes on, I see the doubt in his eyes when I explain my medication increase, and ask about it. He admits he can't be sure; his voices are saying that I'm a Mormon too. Only, with much persuasion and oversight will he comply with my prescription, because he trusts his case manager more than anyone else in the world.