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LOGOTHERAPY IN A NUTSHELL<br />
observation period after he had been treated. He is a<br />
happy <strong>man</strong> again and fully able to work.<br />
A similar case, dealing, however, with speaking<br />
rather than writing, was related to me by a colleague in<br />
the Laryngological Department of the Vienna Poliklinik<br />
Hospital. It was the most severe case of stuttering<br />
he had come across in his <strong>man</strong>y years of practice.<br />
Never in his life, as far as the stutterer could<br />
remember, had he been free from his speech trouble,<br />
even <strong>for</strong> a moment, except once. This happened when<br />
he was twelve years old and had hooked a ride on a<br />
streetcar. When caught by the conductor, he thought<br />
that the only way to escape would be to elicit his<br />
sympathy, and so he tried to demonstrate that he was<br />
just a poor stuttering boy. At that moment, when he<br />
tried to stutter, he was unable to do it. Without <strong>meaning</strong><br />
to, he had practiced paradoxical intention, though<br />
not <strong>for</strong> therapeutic purposes.<br />
However, this presentation should not leave the<br />
impression that paradoxical intention is effective only<br />
in monosymptomatic cases. By means of this logotherapeutic<br />
technique, my staff at the Vienna Poliklinik<br />
Hospital has succeeded in bringing relief even<br />
in obsessive-compulsive neuroses of a most severe<br />
degree and duration. I refer, <strong>for</strong> instance, to a wo<strong>man</strong><br />
sixty-five years of age who had suffered <strong>for</strong> sixty years<br />
from a washing compulsion. Dr. Eva Kozdera started<br />
logotherapeutic treatment by means of paradoxical<br />
intention, and two months later the patient was able to<br />
lead a normal life. Be<strong>for</strong>e admission to the Neurological<br />
Department of the Vienna Poliklinik Hospital, she<br />
had confessed, "Life was hell <strong>for</strong> me." Handicapped<br />
by her compulsion and bacteriophobic obsession, she<br />
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