When I first met Jason, I was a third-year medical student halfway through my psychiatry rotation, and he was a newly admitted patient halfway through a nasty comedown from crystal meth. He sat slumped in his chair scowling with his face hidden by a baseball cap and black hooded sweatshirt and growling responses to my interview questions. "Why do I have to do this? I hate this crap. I've answered these bullshit ...

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