NYMPHOMANIAC COMPLEX

NYMPHOMANIAC COMPLEX

While Oedipus’s complex is fixing the mother, the nymphomaniac is a complex to fixing by the nymphomaniac woman.

In a large bright room, with wide-open, a big window, sitting on chairs are patients wearing pyjamas.

Looking weak, on their naked legs are lots of visible purple veins, as streets veering slippers, some of the rock on the chairs, some sing quietly and everyone is waiting.

The front view is closed by a young doctor wearing a white coat. He says:

"Welcome to today’s group session everyone. I want to hear a story from each one of you. A story which plunged you into this hospital."

Quietness reigns for a couple of seconds.

"Ok, I will start, I don’t mind.”

After one minute, a bold man with a big moustache and in his forties starts to speak.

"I came to this hospital because I am suffering from psychopathy illness. Now I want to explain to you how I have become sick...”

Some patients listen to him with interest, and some others with their mouths open.

".... One day, I met a woman who later destroyed my life completely. For a couple of months, I didn’t know who she was. At first sight, I felt she was a poor woman who did badly with everything she touched. Everything she carried had to fall off her hands. I started thinking that she needed some kind of handyman, who would repair her broken things. But soon after that, I knew her better! Doctor, you won’t believe this...."

He raises the heat to the doctor.

"I told her many times! Darling, I am in love with you. I’m crazy about you!

And she answered. “My dear, don’t worry; it is good, because, some men were bred to end up in the cemetery through love.” And after that, she told me a very scary story. She told me how one lover of hers had to run away from her fifth-floor bedroom because he didn’t want to be caught by her other lover, a man she had already introduced to him as her husband. You could imagine, she said, “he slipped on the ice whilst running away. It was winter; the window was coated with ice. He fell down.., down to the street and he was lying there like a frog ran over by a car.”

Of course, a crowd gathered around him thinking that he had committed suicide. So remember my dear, when you decide to run away from my bedroom, be careful! It is not wintertime, but behind the windows, it could be so slippery.

Because I am a professional roof repairer, I was not scared by the height, and that is the reason I am still alive and I am here, in a mental hospital, not in the cemetery......"

Everyone listened to the story carefully, with sympathy on their faces. One man with a bandage on his head, which looked like a turban was looking away without interest, like someone, who was in his own world, a world no one knew anything about. That man looked preoccupied the whole time.

Hands rose one by one, and always stuck at number five. The man shook his white bandaged head and started again. Again at number five.  He did this from the beginning, when he came at first, no one knew what he was talking about and why.

"And you talk about nymphomania. That is interesting. "

Says the doctor after a couple of minutes.

“I don’t understand! When she told you about her other lovers, why did you still stay with her."

He replies:

"Because she said to me that she needs lots of lovers and because she wanted to find someone special like me. And when she found me, I just thought …” 

The doctor continues:

"Listen to me! You don’t know anything about the woman! Are you thinking that she will leave another man for you? That is funny. Women enjoy it when they have lots of adorable men around them. You are so naïve, you know! I don’t even have half of your experience but I know a situation like this would never happen to me. Similarly, I believe that this situation has never happened to you too. Who is next?

"My girl told me straight, that she has two lovers and a husband, and she doesn’t want to leave any of them and if I don’ like that, she said I should leave. From the beginning, I didn’t believe her. What she told me sounded like a joke. I thought she wanted to lure me, but later I found out that it was absolutely right. And your experience, my dear colleague, compared to my experience looks like a story for children.”

Now speaking is a tall man about thirty-five, with a handsome face. Lots of people in the hospital gossiping about him, that he was a top manager and he is in the hospital because he doesn’t want to go to prison.

"Are you thinking about a story for children?” Raised his eyebrows that man who spoke before – Otto is his name. And young handsome engineer swinging his head.

"What is your story about? The only danger is that you might fall down from the window. But I was charred by jealousy at home all the time and that is the worst thing. Who knows, how many jealous men end up in hell all the time.  

 When at night, she is not at home, and I can’t fall asleep all night. I spent the night wondering where she is and who she is with.

I was so exhausted at work because of a lack of sleep. You can’t imagine! During this time, I built a big boat as part of my work. By the way, my profession is construction engineering, and because I sometimes dozed off whilst still holding a pen in my hands, I drew lines on my design which altered the intended design of the boat. Once, I constructed a boat badly and it sank in the ocean, close to the island of Malla Walla with one hundred passengers on board. Perhaps, some of you saw the news which was one of the worst tragedies at the time.

I was lucky, that I had a good lawyer. He convinced the court, that I had been mentally unfit. I have paranoid psychopatóz. It is because of this that I am here and not in the prison."

"One hundred passengers’… my Goodness man! You are a killer. You need to be in prison." Another patient, still young, hardly twenty starts to speak. “How’s a killer here in the hospital?

The engineer continues:

My young friend, it is easy for you to say that. You’ve never been in my situation. You’ve never fallen in love with nymphomania. I absolutely understand this engineer." Otto said to protect him.

“How do you know that I’ve never fallen in love with a nymphomania?" The young man showing no nerves by Otto’s speech and looking straight at Otto’s eye says:

"Chicken like you! That woman ate you for breakfast." Otto responds laughing:

"And why do you think I am here?" Otto’s laughing face suddenly changes to sympathy. He sits down slowly. And the man with a white bandage around his head still counts to five, with no interest in anything being said or happening around him.

"Hey man, could you explain to me, why you are counting all this time? Or am I getting crazy?" Otto suddenly spoke to the white bandaged head man staring at him as if he had woken up from a heavy dream.

"I was on my fifth." explained the man.

"One day my girlfriend asked me, Lojzík shall we go on a trip? I said OK. I have no problem if we can find a marvellous place, on top of the hill, or a little rocky place for the picnic… Then she suddenly changed and said:

"Shall we play a truth game, please?"

"I said to her, that is not a problem for me. Then I started.

Before I started a relationship with you, I had a relationship with two women at the same time. I became nervous as soon as I said that. I have never said anything like that in my life before. And you know what! She looked as fragile as a fairy. I was so scared to touch her. I thought she might turn into smoke and vanish.

But she took this information so easily and said to me: “My love, to be honest, I have five men at the same time: Joseph, Zdenek, Pablo from the farm and Vladimir, the neighbour...

And who was the fifth? I asked with interest which I thought she wouldn’t answer.

Hm... You know... that fifth... That fifth is you. She spoke slowly.

No one knew how I felt and I still can’t exactly deal with it, today."

Everyone was looking at him in sympathy.

"I understand your story. I think we all have the same bad experiences with women. I would say, generally, this is a bad experience with nymphomania."

The doctor speaking to the patients after a couple of minutes and he continues.

"But the best thing for all of us, in this situation is, to avoid such a woman. However, we should forgive her, because she made our lives richer by adding such an interesting life experience. You should be grateful to her that you gained one more experience in your life. For that reason, we should forgive her because it is not her fault. Women sometimes are like this, unfortunately.” The doctor raises up his hand and continues. ”Can you read Freud for example...."Someone knocks on the door? A doctor looks around with nervousness. Knocking is heard again. "Come in please." Someone opens the open.

A woman’s face appears between the door and the door frame. "Hello darling, I brought you some food for lunch." The woman said to the doctor.

"Thank you, Iren. You are my love, but as you can see I’m still working. Wait for me for five seconds. We have nearly finished now."

"Jé, Hi Iris" Otto goes to hug the woman at the doorstep.

"How do you know my wife?" The doctor said.

Irene came in dressed elegantly and holding a lunchbox. Pressing the lunchbox onto the gazing doctor’s hands, and she screamed:

"My Goodness guys, what are you all doing here?"

"Irene...guys..." The doctor became very confused by the situation and he looked like that he was in the cinema watching a horror movie. Irene hugged and kissed everyone.

"Wait, wait I want a hug as well!" shouted the engineer and hugged Irene.

"....We all know each other..."

A doctor who is so bewildered, dropped his lunchbox… Bum on the floor and put his hands on his head.

All fell in silence until the engineer started speaking first.

"Of course, I can now read this situation clearly.”

"Irene, how do you know the engineer and this teenage boy...?"

"Wait, you are not allowed to ask my wife Iris.” The doctor shouted at Otto.

"Don’t be a silly doctor!

“But I deserve some explanation from Irene. How does she know all these men?"

"It’s a long story..." Irene raising her hand.

"I want to hear this long story." The doctor says suddenly.

"Ok” Irene sits down on a chair and before her husband sits, all the other men form a circle around her and sit.

"Everything is the fault of my husband because he spends all his time in this hospital. I never see him at home. One day, my husband called Otto to repair some damage to the roof. And I told myself, why not have a lover, just for the fun of it?  Then I told Otto, how skilled he was. And I told him that I need some skilled men like him in the house because things break in the house so often. Whenever I try to repair something, I fall off the stepladder and get hurt. I figured out that Otto is a man who gets excited by needy women with useless husbands. Eventually, I realized that Otto would spend his time only talking about his work and fixing things and he became boring. I, therefore, needed more than just a handyman. I wanted a man who could take me to the Opera and Otto wasn’t that type. His most favourite reading was the vulvar news on the Sun. One day, I visited the Chagall exhibition. And I meet Lojzík. I still remember that day?"

"No, I think you really fell down with that glass of wine and that was a trick....?"

Irene starts giggling.

"For you. I played a special role - an enteric coquette. Sometimes, visiting some exhibitions was fine, but that is another thing, I mean the sex… everything…to be honest…nothing much. Then I met the engineer...."

"How is it possible that I didn’t find out..." screams the doctor.

"Because it is so easy to trick men. When a woman tells a man what they want to hear, women can do what they want and men are unable to find out...."

Doctor screams as a hunting animal.

"Why did you do this to me? I was so... I was so...." He came close to Irene and he looked as if he was going to punch her. But Lojzik intervenes and stops the doctor.

"Wait, I can’t let you beat a woman. Besides, a couple of minutes ago you told us that we need to forgive her because she made all our lives richer by gaining new life experiences…

Doctor replies:

"Yes, you are right, but I didn’t know you were talking about my wife."

…

"You need to be grateful to me because this example confirms your theory. Your theory that you wrote in a book a couple of years ago and at the same time you ignored me. Your theory is when a woman is good actor men don’t know anything… You called it “The nymphomaniac Complex Theory” I remember.

While Oedipus’s complex to fixing the mother, the nymphomaniac is a complex to fixing by the nymphomaniac woman.

You always told to me how illiterate I am and never read you a theory, but as everyone can see, I enabled you to practice life..."

"I’ll kill you!" the doctor said and started to strangle Irene but someone intervenes to separates them.

"Please, people don’t be fools. I have already seen this scene in Othello. That is not original as this one though." shouted Lojza.

Irene screams and two assistants come to subdue the doctor.

Irene coughs a little and says:

Every one of you should be grateful! What would you do without me?  In fact, I brought all of us together and this is helpful. For example, I don’t want to divorce any one of you. The fact that everyone loves me shows your good choice. At least, with me, you get some experience, which you should use for the rest of your lives. And also, you have known each other. We have made lots of new good friends where you can all watch a football game, or go bowling, or play golf together. Imagine, if one day, all of you go to the pub together and have a drink? How perfect would that be?"

"Of course, she is right. We need to forgive her, and it is not her fault. It is her husband’s fault...." In the end, everyone follows Irene to the pub, to have a beer. After that, they will go bowling and after that…I will leave this to your imagination, or for another story…