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Budapest, May 30, 1916
Grand Hôtel Royal
Nagyszálloda
Dear Professor,
It has almost been decided (the Chief of Medicine has promised me himself) that I will be granted three weeks' leave beginning June 15. I would like—as I have already written—to spend this time in treatment with you and request that you reserve two hours a day. My long silence is evidently in preparation for much talking in the sessions. This time I will also not write anything about myself; we will certainly get to hear enough about my worthy person.
But I have to report about two shocking events, both from my own practice.—A patient, a physician and cocaine addict, began the treatment simultaneously with the detoxification. The previously insurmountable resistance (he made attempts at analysis earlier with me) suddenly made room for surprising, stormy abreactions and insights—until he ended up with paranoid dementia. The immediate cessation of analysis and ample doses of cocaine brought him back to his senses. He is now in Purkersdorf.1
My friend, whom I often mentioned to you, First Lieutenant Barthodeiszky in Pápa, who became an analyst with a striking lack of resistance, after a conflict with his commandant fell into a state of manic excitement with pronounced paranoid and homosexual characteristics. Yesterday