I can’t remember how I came across Fromm’s seminal treatise, The Art of Loving, but it was in mid-April, when I was trying to figure out how to make sense of an exceptionally narcissistic individual and how he’d turned my life upside down. I read a chapter, and while it resonated and struck me as vital, I couldn’t put it into the framework of what I was coping with, so I put it down for three months as I worked through a lot of that. […]