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Internationale Zeitschrift für Ärztliche Psychoanalyse
Vienna, May 8, 1913
Dear friend,
Today I am enclosing Maeder's letter, which I forgot. According to reports from Jones we have bad things to expect from Jung and should brace ourselves for the collapse of the organization at the Congress. Of course,
everything that strives to get away from our truths has public approval in its favor. It is quite possible that they will really bury us this time, after they have so often sung a dirge for us in vain. It will change much in our fate, nothing in that of science. We are in possession of the truth; I am as sure of that as I was fifteen years ago.
When Jones comes we will decide how to defend ourselves. You will be more involved in that than I, who have never accomplished anything by way of polemics. I am accustomed mutely to reject and to go my own way.
Under these conditions much emphasis will be laid on your critique of Jung's paper on libido. I have already thought about whether I shouldn't perhaps contribute a page that sheds light on the thoughtless misunderstanding of my statement about libido in my paper on Schreber. What do you think about that?
I am working on the last segment of the totem study, which is just now managing to expand the rift by a mile; but reading and revision will take up my time up to June 15th. I haven't written anything with so much conviction since the Interpretation of Dreams; so I can anticipate the fate of the essay.
I would like to hear the best about your health. Our summer plans are as follows: Four of us (the women1 and Anna) to Marienbad until August 14, then three weeks at S. Martino di Castrozza, then Munich, and a trip with an unknown destination. I have promised my family that this time I will have a period which is free of thoughts. I think it will be necessary, because these upsets destroy one inwardly, even if they don't make one neurotic. But I would like to see you in S. Martino, where it is supposed to be quite beautiful and