Idolatory

While shopping I heard a pop song in which a woman sung about how happy she was to have a man who loved her, "Just the way I am". And it struck that it's odd that so many songs, so many books, so many movies take it for granted that an extraordinary person will come along and love us just as we are.

Why would they? Wouldn't you expect an extraordinary person to hold out for someone extraordinary too?

We think it's okay to hope for this and what we hope we expect and what we expect we feel entitled to.

The song is by Ingrid Michaelson (amazing thing the internet). She shows expresses her gratitude for this love by offering to do all sorts of things for him. What she most definitely not do, the whole point of songs like this, is want to be the sort of person someone else would love. I know I go on about narcissism a lot but it's because of stuff like this.

Why wouldn't you want to be a better version of yourself? Why would anyone think that anyone would want someone who wanted to be loved for being just the way they are?