Budapest, October 2, 1912
VII., Erzsébet-körút 54

Dear Professor,

I didn't want to write to you until I could communicate something definite about the state of my health. Now, this is the situation: the whole story seems to have been the consequence of (latent) hemorrhoidal conditions, and is very much on the wane. The matter would probably have been in order much earlier if I had not been overly curious and had not examined myself too often. I had ample opportunity to gather personal experiences about hypochondriacal mental states. Behind this nosophobia1 there lies, evidently, the apparently missing reaction to the final break with Elma.— The “self-examinations” may have been hidden organ-erotisms.—I found