Pápa, March 18, 1915

Dear Professor,

It is nighttime, so I can't change this bad pen, the only one at my disposal. But I don't want to postpone writing a letter any further, especially since I have to write specifically about the postponement. I came upon the fact that a large number of my peculiarities, especially postponing every task until the last possible moment, is pure anal erotism. I evidently belong among those people who, inwardly, have never accepted the compulsion to which they had to subject themselves with regard to the manner and rhythmicity of the evacuation of stool, and never stop protesting against it—in all possible areas remote from the actual. This self-analytic finding also put me in the position to ascertain for the first time a primal scene which determined an obsessional neurosis in a [female] patient. Naturally, it was the scene in which the child was caressed by the father—then