The people you admire when you are young, put on a pedestal, turn out to be imperfect. One day you realise they are just human beings. That the unquestioning adulation you had for them was a mistake. You weren't smart enough to see through them. Not enough maturity.
Suddenly you go the other way. They are imposters! How could they deceive you! You didn't realise that they had their own hang-ups, their own prejudiced view of the world. You might go through a period of open hostility and deliberately chart the opposite course. If they were "bleeding heart liberals", you decide to become "cynical pragmatists". If they were "puritanical Pharisees", you decide to become a cool bohemian.
Then there is the last stage. You start to go back to the good points of your first role-models. You accept their weaknesses but still value their strengths. you realise their strengths might be some of yours. To denounce them, is to denounce yourself. You learn to accept them and you.
Suddenly you go the other way. They are imposters! How could they deceive you! You didn't realise that they had their own hang-ups, their own prejudiced view of the world. You might go through a period of open hostility and deliberately chart the opposite course. If they were "bleeding heart liberals", you decide to become "cynical pragmatists". If they were "puritanical Pharisees", you decide to become a cool bohemian.
Then there is the last stage. You start to go back to the good points of your first role-models. You accept their weaknesses but still value their strengths. you realise their strengths might be some of yours. To denounce them, is to denounce yourself. You learn to accept them and you.
