No one (not your mother, your sister, your sons, or your wife) knows you the way you know yourself, nor should you expect them to. The corollary is similar. One knows almost nothing of the real reasons and motives of how those you love interact with you, and the fact is you don’t need to. It is this hunger to know, to create meaning, which generates the cognitive dissonance that makes us crazy. One must stay relaxed and firm in oneself. There is no need to project.