Tomorrow is Valentines Day. Set aside the fact that this is the bizarre practice of spending lots of money on cards, flowers and overpriced dinners to celebrate a third century martyred clergyman, it does gives us an opportunity to reflect on love, what it is, and why is matters.
Valentines Day focuses on the idea of romantic love, but I would argue what we should all be focusing on is self-love. Now, the idea of self-love has come in for some criticism. It is associated with selfishness, being self-centred, or even narcissistic. It certainly is possible to appear to love yourself selfishly, but I am not sure this is really self-love.
Eric Fromm wrote the book ‘The Art of Loving’ over 60 years ago, yet what he has to say on self-love is possibly more relevant today than it was back then. Unfortunately, some of Fromm’s ideas on other things are now very dated and quite frankly offensive – he has some pretty sexist and homophobic views, which make the book problematic. However, I do think the way he explains self-love is worth considering.
Fromm argues that genuine love is care, respect, responsibility and knowledge, not for one individual, but for humanity. Therefore, we don’t love ourselves or others because of individual traits that we find attractive, we love ourselves and others because we are all part of humanity.
He goes on to argue that if we cannot love ourselves – that is care for, respect, feel responsible towards, and have knowledge of, ourselves, then we also cannot genuinely love others. This is because if we can’t love ourselves as a human, how can we love others as humans? Therefore, self-love is the ultimate expression of love for humanity. He says “if you love all alike, including yourself, you will love them as one person…Thus he [sic] is a great and righteous person who, loving himself [sic], loves all others equally” (1957: 49).
Now, why, I hear you asking, should we love humanity. Aren’t we capable of horrific cruelty, greed and carelessness? Yes we are. But Fromm has a response to this. It is precisely when we have lost our love of humanity, that cruelty, greed and carelessness flourish. He argues that it is when we do not care for, respect, feel responsible towards, and have knowledge of all of humanity: that is ourselves, our friends and families, our communities, and, most importantly, strangers, then we will not treat each other humanely. Fromm argues that modern humans (and remember he was writing over 60 years ago – I think things have only got worse since then) have alienated ourselves from ourselves, our fellow humans, and from nature. Therefore, we have lost our ability to genuinely love.
He has a particularly interesting reflection on how the idea of romantic love has contributed to this alienation. He talks about romantic relationships being exchanges in ‘personality packages’ (it is almost like he predicted Tinder!) He describes a modern relationship being like a ‘team’, where each individual is a commodity who is exchanging their worth. If you think about how we talk about relationships, you can see what he is referring to. We say people are ‘out of our league’, we say people are ‘boyfriend/girlfriend material’, we list the ideal ‘traits’ that we are looking for in a potential partner on our online dating profiles (as well as listing our best traits, and sharing our best photos, to attract a potential partner).
Fromm’s book comes to the depressing conclusion that the way our current society (in the West) is structured, makes genuine loving a rare occurrence. It is not impossible, he argues, but the implications mean living very differently.
I think the most important conclusion of Fromm’s book is that true self love means there is no difference between love for one’s self and love for strangers. In fact, he argues they are mutually dependent, we cannot love ourselves, if we do not love strangers, and we cannot love strangers, if we cannot love ourselves.
When I am working with clients who find it hard to love themselves, perhaps they are extremely critical of themselves, or they feel they are weak for being vulnerable, I often ask them to imagine that a stranger was telling them the same story that they have told me. What would their reaction be? Would they be as critical? Would they think the stranger was weak? Almost always the answer is no, but it is always easier to be less harsh on a stranger than oneself. But I wonder why? We are all human. We are all fallible, we are all shaped by experiences beyond our control, we are all faced with situations in which we have to do our best to cope. This can lead us to do things we regret, hurt others, or make decisions we wish we hadn’t. Despite this, we are all worthy of love, because we are human.