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Self Love | Self Hate
When I Think About You, I Hate Myself
What our reactions to others reveal about the parts of ourselves that feel difficult to love
Sometimes, it’s not love that keeps someone lodged in our thoughts, but the mark they left behind — an unresolved ache we still carry.
We may recall how they treated us.
But more often, it’s how we felt in their presence that lingers: humiliated, irritated, outraged, dismissed, even disgusted — or somehow smaller than we truly are.
And in those still and stewing moments, we might catch ourselves whispering, When I think about you, I hate myself.
But what if this feeling isn’t just self-pity or fixation?
What if it’s something deeper — something more primal and revealing?
What if it’s the echo of a forgotten self trying to find its way home?
The Shadow Is Not the Enemy
In Jungian psychology:
The shadow is made of everything we refuse to acknowledge about ourselves.
