Imagine dating a celebrity. You imagine fancy parties, red carpets, private planes, and a jet-set lifestyle with fans who adore the celeberity and adore/envy you for dating them.
Then you date a celebrity and it turns out they’re status-obsessed and shallow; or stupid and boring; or workaholic and emotionally distant.
That’s when you realize you weren’t in love with the actual person; you were in love with what you imagined such a person is. You were in love with your image – your idea – of them, not them.
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