I Hate To Love

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I Hate To Love
I Hate To Love
Anonim

I hate to love. (place the comma at your discretion).

The movements of the background around me fascinate with their wonderful patterns, like the frost on the windows always draws new and unpredictable patterns.

Figures crystallize from the background according to my idea of the world and they may be (and most often they are) not the same as I imagined. The background has its own idea of this figure, which comes out of it, and, apparently, it is worth taking into account the difference in the views of the background at me and my view of the background.

The phenomenon of hatred and its representation in the world for me is embodied in the figures of haters, who, apparently, in such a perverse way, represent my desire to be famous and famous (as an option). As a result, along with the streams of purulent masses from their side, I receive recognition of my importance and significance, although they seem to express something different. It's hard to feel your inferiority complex in all its manifestations next to or in comparison with the person you hate. But it's hard to be a hater either. How can you allow yourself to express your true feelings when you just run away from them into your complex, and are forced to simply pour out your inner unconscious processes on a person who has nothing to do with you, and therefore is so clearly visible to you from the top of your complex.

Well, if about me, then what is it about me that the background paints just such pictures for my request of importance and celebrity, for my inferiority complex, for satisfying my perverse needs for acceptance and love. In fact, I get what is in me, what I myself cannot express to the person who is significant to me and only dream of an exaggerated satisfaction of the desire expected from the other, instead of naturally and in a form feasible for me to do it myself. It is quite simple to be accepted and loved, and a certain percentage of doubts, apparently, will always be with me. Perhaps this percentage of doubt separates me from falling into a narcissistic experience of my greatness, it's like a kind of fuse between a killing wave of adoration and me.

the haters do the important work really. Sacrificing themselves and not being able to leave their complex due to their complete capture by it, they clearly demonstrate to the objects of their hatred that this object is still loved and accepted. But this is how it all happens, perverted, simply because on one and the other side of this process, there is a really existing notoriousness, provided that haters are taken seriously in the form in which they broadcast themselves. If you hate haters and fight them, then this is your complex and it really manifested itself.

In this interaction a lot of psychological defenses of those involved in this complex "unloved", "misunderstood", "unrecognized", "undesirable" are also connected. It happens differently for someone. Someone goes into denial and repression, someone is blocked by intellectualization and rationalization, and someone simply reacts in the psychotic field, embodying in the literal sense hallucinatory illusions hovering in the field of the hater and the object of hatred. Our brain can explain everything, even what it cannot understand.

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