Are Infatuation and Chemistry the same ...
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Infatuation and chemistry are the same. Infatuation equals chemistry
and together infatuation and chemistry equal romantic love. Infatuation is not real love.
Infatuation is romantic love and chemistry. Romance is part of chemistry and infatuation.
We are infatuated with love.
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Chemistry and Infatuation the Same?
Does Infatuation Equal Chemistry?
Have you ever been mesmerized by a
man/woman standing next to you in line? Is it merely infatuation, a strong shot of
chemistry, or budding love: the real thing?
Is Cupid being an impish child or bringing you
true love forever?
Actually, infatuation and chemistry are essentially
the same thing. And they are a very, very long way from real love.
According to Harville Hendrix, Ph.D., in his book Keeping the Love You
Find, chemistry or infatuation is actually an attraction to a person who
combines:
- The worst traits of our parents or childhood care takers to infatuate us;
- The negative traits that infatuate us and we possess but deny in ourselves;
- The traits that we find infatuating but have been repressed in us by our upbringing;
- The infatuating traits that society denies our gender.
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That person who infatuates us is, in fact, the last thing we consciously want.
Hendrix says we all seek our "Imago," an unconscious image of the person
our childhood programmed us to fall in love or become infatuated with.
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The Imago is like a
homing device that drives us to repeat ourselves, choosing over and over the facsimiles of
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When we find ourselves saying, "You're just like my father (mother)," this
person who infatuates us is our Imago match.
For example, a man who is seeking a submissive woman, just like the one that married
good ol' Dad, is attracted to a woman at a party. Infatuation strikes!
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He is unconsciously attracted to the way the woman demurely lowers her eyes when she
is speaking; the way she is so agreeable.
He begins a conversation and infatuation strikes them both.
She is unconsciously attracted to his power stance and his take-charge air of
authority. In short, he reminds her of her father, a no-nonsense, ruler-of-the-realm. You
know, the one she could never please.
He protectively puts his arm around her; she nestles his head on his shoulder.
Together they contemplate true love and happiness forever. Love? No, chemistry and
infatuation! |
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We also seek an Imago who possesses traits of our "Denied Self." These are
negative traits from our parents that we cannot bear to recognize in our own behavior.
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Hendrix states, "The anger that is so unsettling in your partner was
unconsciously chosen by you not only because it reminds you of your mother, but to
substitute for the anger you cannot admit to in yourself. Your perception of that anger is
at least in part a projection onto your partner of your own inadmissible anger."
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By choosing a partner with the traits we deny in ourselves such as compassion or
aggression, we can be a whole person without having to take responsibility for aspects of
ourselves that make us uncomfortable. We seek in another person those traits that have
been buried and repressed in ourselves.
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Romantic love or infatuation is really the "king of self-love." It stems
from a desire for self-gratification, not love. Part of what we fall in love with is our
lost or buried self.
In short, romantic infatuation is an illusion of being in love with another person.
In reality, we are in love with our missing selves. We are seeking fulfillment of our
expectations by what our mate/lover can give us through association.
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We unconsciously want our parents back. We then strive to get the desired results we
missed as children and make whole our lost or denied selves.
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In other words, chemistry is quite insulting.
Other psychologists have added that at least part of infatuation is buried memories
of the first times we had actual contact of a sexual nature, even a quick fondle behind
the barn.
We all recall our first dance. As women, we remember the way his hair was combed
back from his forehead and the way he held us kind-of close. As men, we remember the way
she smiled so sweetly and how she felt in our arms. Long after names are forgotten, those
memories become part of "chemistry" or infatuation.
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