Freud was satisfied with very few of his writings. The three he liked best were the last chapter of The Interpretation of Dreams, the last chapter of Totem and Taboo, and his essay The Unconscious. All three were 'written at breakneck speed, sometimes in an almost dreamlike trance'. His enormous sense of elation on writing Totem and Taboo was soon replaced by doubt and misgiving, which proved to be totally subjective in origin. His anxieties were aroused by living through the excitement of killing and eating the father, a situation different from, and much more disturbing than, describing the Oedipal problem of the wish to kill the father. His correspondence and discussions with Jones, Ferenczi, and Abraham succeeded in reassuring him.