Nothing else may cause us as many troubles as our social relations.
We imagine how our ideal, favorable selves would look like, and we create a mask (or as the specialists of the soul say: a Persona) from the features, which we find nice. The mask of the perfect husband, wife, family dad, family mom, ideal friend or colleague.
Driven from our beliefs and firmly held opinions, we build an image of ourselves and we present it to our surroundings: “I am a God-fearing family man or woman, I go to church every Sunday.”, “I am an exemplary absentee of work, my boss handles me exceptionally”, “I am so clever”, “I am well informed, because I know what happened today in politics.”
We censure our features, which oppose our (ideal) images of ourselves: “I cannot feel or think this way, because it is not right – it goes against my convictions”, “I cannot do this, because it would not correspond with the image created about me” – and we entirely exile them into our shadows: all my features, which I regard with disgust and loath, disappear in my “shadow-personality”.
So, if I hate someone, maybe I am only doing it, because they did not return my love. The unreturned love can easily turn into hatred. My extreme reactions show that the features, which I hate so much are also present in me, but I exiled them into my own shadow-personality, I declared them as unwanted.
No wonder I became disturbed: I no longer live as one person, but inside me lives the dream of my ideal, my desired “self” and its counterpart at the same time: the not-me, the embodiment of all my hated emotions, thoughts and my deeds – the shadow of myself. I fight you, while in reality, I fight my own shadow, my hidden, shameful personality.
When we meet someone, one of our fellow humans, we set our attitudes according to what we see through the glasses of our prejudices. “I already know him – I know, that he is like this and that. Light-minded, not trustworthy, treacherous, dangerous” – we tag him.
When we label our human relations, we see them disfigured through the glasses of our mind-made labels.
“He is not like me. He believes in things, which are not important for me. He is so strange, different from me” – we isolate ourselves from people with different beliefs.
Sometimes we isolate ourselves so much that in the name of “our only holy belief” we are capable of drawing a sword and killing the one, whom we, as a matter of fact, should love.
Is it not strange? Sometimes we only long to meet with someone, so we can measure, compare, label and judge them. Because the little “selves” in us, the egos love to compare things and it feels good to them, when they can call themselves superior, more beautiful, better, smarter, more successful than the other fellow human. The ego is racing, and the stake is this: I am better than you.
Me > You
But it can happen, that it takes place the other way around, when “I” look up to the other, because they are better, more beautiful, more successful – secretly I envy them. I may even have inferiority complex – I am not as worthy as they are.