Relationships fall apart when we feel betrayed by a good friend, who now suddenly becomes an enemy. Untold hours are spent plotting how to conquer, cope with, or avoid an enemy. The world is torn by wars due to the concept of friend and enemy.
Yet another line is drawn in the sand when a select few are considered our “loved” ones. Our full-on love is reserved for this special inner circle. Everyone else is second best.
Why is this so?
What would happen if the idea of “special ones” turned out to be a delusion? What if our beloved ones were actually devils in disguise?