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Rorschach Tests

  JLF '10

When I was a kid, I was sent to a psychiatrist to take one of those Rorschach tests, but I was too nervous to say anything correctly. Was the dark blob a pizza slice or a reverse Pac-man? A butterfly or a robot? Was the picture animated or was I having one of my recurring seizures? Anytime I started to answer, I got really worked up about the fact that I was being judged by what I said. For awhile, I thought all the pictures I saw were pictures of flying insects. Did that mean I had some sort of insect phobia? I didn’t know if my fear of bugs was around average, or higher. And it’s not even a fair comparison, since I have an allergy to bee bites. But of course that doesn’t show up on those stupid tests. I guess it doesn’t matter, though—in the end I was diagnosed with schizophrenia. I’m not sure how much it had to do with those fucking pictures.