Almost he couldn't do it. Something in him, almost a voice, him not cut. When the knife went into the dead corpse he felt a sense of relief. He never had a problem after that. He majored in experimental psychology.
Some people go into psychology as a path for understanding themselves.
The siren call of insight had no allure for him. He endured the lectures on the inner workings of the psyche and never joined the cliques of students practicing insight and analysis on each other. He graduated with honors. His mother was very, very proud of him. Lewis took their blessings dispassionately.