If the fantasy that drives us blinds up to the value of what is real and possible, we're doubly lost: neither perfect nor able to gracefully "be" ourselves. We abide in the famous zone dubbed by Freud as "neurotic misery".
Is the impulse to be better ultimatly the toxin that destroys relationships?
Are we being uphappy because we cannot be who we want to be instead of accepting who we are?
Is having a dream ultimatly the dagger to the heart?
2007-01-11
04:21:15
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Thank you for your thoughtful answers. What I refer to is if the dream of having the perfect relationship, the perfect house, the perfect child ultimatly destroys the beauty of cotidianity because frustration over not having everything as perfects as we have envisiones makes us neurotic, hiper-critical and ultimatly... alone.
2007-01-11
04:47:18 ·
update #1