I ask this because I notice that many people don’t really know each other—they only imagine who the other person is.
Sometimes a cousin believes their relative has a certain skill, when in fact they don’t.
Sometimes a son doesn’t tell their mother something really good.
Sometimes a person we knew in the distant past radically changes their values, way of speaking,hobbies or sense of humor.
Could it be that we don’t truly know anyone?
It’s possible to know someone more than they know themselves, while all the while never really knowing them at all.
By and large, we don’t like or dislike persons—not even events—not really. We simply like or dislike our idea(s) of them—ideas which are always tinged (at least mildly) by our own biases, opinions, perspectives, and naturally, internal inconsistencies, external incongruities, and flat out inaccuracies, as well as knowledge and of course lack thereof.
So, maybe. Or, maybe not.