Attachment to identity, or ego, creates dysfunctional behavior, even with the ones we love the most. Perhaps because we lean so strongly on their opinion and reinforcement of how we see ourselves. When we want to define ourselves in a tightly sealed box, we forgo well being and growth. We project this insatiable and chronic need unto all those around us. We keep those who play along, and discard those who don't. Our anger is focused most intensely in those whose actions push us to see past the illusion, to mold out of our shell. We harbor resentment if we are not awake or ready. Looking back I can see how true this has been of all my friends and family. I can see how attached I became not only to the idea, but the emotions of whom I thought I was. I've argued that victim mentality has been one of the most destructive forces in humanity, leading us down a path of regret and horror. If strength is the father of all virtue, then Fear is the mother of sin, for it is fear that keep us from reaching out and growing. It is fear that keep us deep in the darkness of the crevice. We become accustomed to the darkness, and began to fear the light. As a great master once said: "Fear is the path to the dark side."