Actually and even at the peak of my despair, I was surprised how I didn’t have much of a problem with self-love. The real trouble starts when you act upon it (and I’m not confusing it with narcissism…, just FYI). The wall of hatred tumbling down on you is thick and solid like the Berlin wall. And the adversity coming from it will turn your world, world view, life, relation- and friendships upside down. There’s no mercy in the process. This is a cataclysm. It’s a Tornado with your name on it.