How to be happy though human / by W. Béran Wolfe.
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- Publication/creation
- London : George Routledge, 1932.
- Physical description
- xiv, 374 pages ; 22 cm
- Contributors
- Wolfe, W. Béran 1900-1935.
- Notes
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This edition was reprinted in 1933, 1934, 1935, 1937, 1942, 1944, 1945, 1946 and 1948.
Copy 1 Note: 1937 reprint. X158203
- Attribution and usage
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If there is a single trait which is the unmistakable index
of an inferiority complex, jealousy is that trait. It is an
artificially prepared emotional feeling-tone which harms
both the one who is jealous, and the one who is the object
of jealousy. Jealousy has almost as nefarious an effect on
the physical economy of the jealous individual as long-
continued hate—to which it is closely allied psycho¬
logically. And it enslaves the object of jealousy more
than if he were bound with gyves and fetters.
Consider the case of Mathilda K., the wife of a
physician. She is the youngest of three sisters and has
always felt that she has been discriminated against by
her sisters and parents. Hers is a suspicious and
unfriendly personality. From her earliest childhood she
has been continually comparing her lot with those whom
she considers more fortunate. Her earliest memory is
that on her birthday her elder sister received a doll which
could close its eyes. This seemingly innocuous memory
may be truly interpreted only when we get her corollary
reaction—“ I got only a rag doll for my birthday.”
Mathilda claimed that she loved her husband very
deeply ; she was very ambitious for his success, and
very proud of the progress he made after she married
him and began to manage his affairs.
Doctor K. is a very attractive man, and his practice is
composed very largely of women who appreciate his
gentleness and tact. His patients often call him out during
the evening, and occasionally Dr. K. must leave a dinner
party or a theatre engagement to attend a patient. On
such occasions Mathilda would retire to her boudoir
with a“ frightful headache ”. This “ frightful headache ”
was no more than a disguised fit of rage which was her
usual reaction to Dr. K.’s leaving her. Despite the fact
that she knew many of her husband’s patients socially,
and could not impute the faintest trace of infidelity to
him, she could not learn to be objective about these night
calls. While her husband was out on a call she would
construct all kinds of fantastic pictures in her mind,
picturing him in the arms of his patients. Dr. K. is a