After his precious father’s death, Hamlet have become deeply depressed. His mother’s quick movement to engage with his uncle or now his father, King Claudius. Depressed and frustrated by his mother’s deed but unable to reveal his feelings aloud. The more he keeps his feeling hidden within his heart, the more overwhelming his emotion becomes. He knows, this is a bad sign. He must rise to make himself be back on track so he decides to visit a psychoanalytic. Dr. Amitta: Hello, sir. Nice to meet you. Hamlet: Hello. Nice to meet you. Dr. Amitta: Please take a sit or lay down, make yourself comfortable. [Hamlet sits at the opposite side of the doctor.] Dr. Amitta: So what brings you here, Sir? Hamlet: I’ve been deeply depressed ever since the death of my father. He was a great man, no one could be compared to him. Now he’s gone and not even passed two months, my mother quickly remarried. Out of all the people, she remarried my uncle! I remembered how much my father have cared for her and how much she loved hanging out with him. How could she be so quick to jump in the bed of incest?! The time she mourned for my father is less than an animal showing great grief to its mate’s death! She’s treating his death like nothing! I was never happy! Oh God! I wish I could just be gone if heaven is not against it! [The doctor takes note as Hamlet speaks.] Dr. Amitta: My condolence for your father’s death. Hamlet: … Thank you… Sorry for my rudeness earlier. Dr. Amitta: It’s alright. So I