Jung's theory of neurosis is based on a psyche that consists of tensions between various opposite attitudes in a self-regulating dynamic. The ego, being the center of consciousness, represents the coalescing attitude of consciousness. The ego's attitude is in tension with a complementary and balancing attitude in the unconscious.
In appropriate circumstances the unconscious attitude can directly oppose the ego's attitude and produce all manner of neuroses. These situations arise when the conscious attitude has been unable to recognize and effectively integrate issues important to the attitude of the unconscious.
In appropriate circumstances the unconscious attitude can directly oppose the ego's attitude and produce all manner of neuroses. These situations arise when the conscious attitude has been unable to recognize and effectively integrate issues important to the attitude of the unconscious.
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Amelie was furious and aghast watching the conservative snowflake commentating on TV.
"What's wrong with you people?" complained the blue-eyed blonde female from her high definition glory. "Why can't everyone be white! Sure, I understand not everyone can be white: we do need maids, lawn mowers and other servants. But I'm talking about people who count. People in charge need to be white. This country was made by whites, for whites, and to the benefit of whites. That's the way it's always been and the way it always has to be!"
The President was quick to chime in with total agreement and his cultist followers were whipped into a wild frenzy of hate and blame. "Immigrants make my life suck!" "I can't never be happy if everyone ain't white!" "Color means criminal!" Like a psychotic pyromaniac, the President laughed at the raging wildfires he helped stoke across the country. If he couldn't have the world the way he wanted, he was going to burn it down.
Cruelty had lost its shame, openly conducted with greater boldness each passing day. Yet there were still those determined to fight the good fight - such as Amelie. She was actively part of campaigning for those who would bring justice in her eyes. The pictures of crying children tortured on orders of the President pained her heart into despair. Hope was dying before her eyes.
Morons tried to counter the President's politics with facts, logic, and reason - overlooking that politics is not based on facts, logic, and reason. But Amelie realized that without truth there can be no future. She was horrified by those who gleefully claim they are saving lives by destroying them. They are all too eager to follow the evil of their leader and swallow every word he said not because they thought he spoke the truth but because they knew his words to be lies - lies that would infuriate the very people they hate.
The anti-truthers had never known such power before. If not stopped, nothing would be left of the country and the human damage incalculable. It would mean tragedy on a scale never seen before. Amelie could not let that happen. Not on her watch. She felt her life depended on it. And these monsters who wreaked this havoc of unrepentant destruction and chaos she could not understand. They were clearly beyond reason.
Amelie tore herself away from her outrage long enough to answer her doorbell. A fellow warrior had come over and the two women greeted each other with a hug. Conversation quickly turned to the latest outrages and insanity being committed in the name of the people.
"What confounds me the most," complained Amelie, "is how anyone can be so delusional. His supporters live in a complete fantasy world and just don't give a damn about what happens to anyone else. It's like a nightmare that never ends. They have absolutely no regard for what is or isn't true. They just make up whatever story they want!"
Her friend was about to reply when she noticed a wadded paper in the trash can. It looked suspiciously familiar.
"Did you get another note from the creep?" Amelie refused to respond. As her friend reached down to fish out the paper Amelie made a lurch forward to stop her but then resigned herself to doing nothing. The note read:
Amelie, I know what I've done is unforgivable and there's no living with me, but I will never be whole without you. I walk as a half-person, fractured by your absence. I cannot survive like this. How could you think otherwise?The friend sighed knowing the fight she was in for. "You're going to have to face him. You'll never be able to move on until you do. Do you really want to die alone in a Jewish nursing home?"
"Leave me alone. I don't want to hear it."
"You have to hear it! It's been years now. He's dying and it bothers you. I'm not telling you how to resolve it, just that you need to."
"I don't care. I'm not talking or responding to him in any form or fashion and that's final."
"And after he's dead? Then what?"
"He's not dying! He's just saying that!"
"But what if it's true?"
"I don't care what is or is not true! I'm not changing that it's it! Don't you say another word! I'm sticking to my story no matter what."
"Spoken like a true Trumptard..."
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