Molded And Cast Aside

"This diagnosis carried an emotional tone that could not be parried. The world as a chorus now rejected all that I knew to be myself, for now there was clinical justification for this calculated and aggressive elimination of self-as-social-being."*
" And this chorus was not just a selection of my (recently) former intimates and friends; it was the world of birds and pine trees, the world of canned pineapple and fluorescent lights.
The world of tea and coffee and polite conversation. "*

"The diagnosis was the porthole to the world of the nameless, and the abstract class of 'human-being-as-object.' "*

[*a Werther's Candy 'Original']
"On an ordinary day
a child's bright laughter fills the air
one loving word
one loving glance
there's sunshine everywhere
Your Werther's are his Werther's too
So glistening, with its golden glow
So sweet and creamy, it tastes so good
You're so alike the two of you.
Werther's and that feeling
That you never will forget
When one who loves you says to you
You're someone very special too."
(Werther's sorrows are His sorrows too-?)