A 35 year-old woman fabric designer came into my office, very surprised by "the order that was everywhere." Her father died at age 10 and she had married very young to a rather authoritarian man. Despite the disorder in their lives since the birth of their 4 children, whom she "could not completely control" to date, she considered herself, however, a very organized person.
Miguel was a fifteen-year-old adolescent brought in by his mother. He was slender, medium-sized, with white skin, thin hands and long fingers, and his appearance was still child-like. It struck me that his attitude was very calm for a boy his age. He kept his arms lazily crossed throughout the entire consult, and limited his movements to occasionally tilting his head to speak, without any hand movements to express himself.
