A young man was visiting a psychiatrist, hoping to cure his eating and sleeping disorder.
“Every thought I have turns to my mother,” he told the psychiatrist.
“As soon as I fall asleep and begin to dream, everyone in my dream turns into my mother. I wake up so upset that all I can do is go downstairs and eat a piece of toast.”
The psychiatrist replied, “What, just one piece of toast for a growing boy like you?”.