MY CASTRATION COMPLEX IS ALL KAREN'S FAULT. I want to meet someone who CARES, someone who is not frivolous like Karen. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -When I was barely even old enough to understand what a collective unconscious is, and when I had only gotten through the first three volumes of Freud's work, and hadn't even tackled the post-Freudian feminists yet, and hence, wasn't in touch with both the masculine and feminine sides of myself, and wasn't aware that both males and females have both womb and phallic envy, Karen took me to a vet and had them rearrange my genitals!!!!!! I've had really bad nightmares ever since!! I cry out in my sleep!! Karen is so stupid! She just says things like, "oh how cute, the cat's ears are twitching."Now that I have embarked upon my Buddhist path, as well as worked several twelve step programs, as well as analyzed my dreams extensively, I of course realize that Karen is just projecting her own neuroses onto me. i.e. She casts me in whatever role serves her purpose at any given time. It's like she thinks she knows what I'm thinking!! POOR KAREN!!!!!!Meanwhile, however, clearly I need analysis, due to the castration anxiety exacerbated by Karen's insensitive actions when I hadn't even completed my Oedipal period. But will Karen pay for my analysis?!?! NO. She just throws string in my face, and says, "here, play with this."