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It doesn’t begin with cruelty. It begins with charm. They walk into your life with a spark in their smile, a flicker of pain in their eyes, and a story that seems half-told, like they’ve been waiting for someone just like you to finish it. They’re witty, magnetic, maybe a little mysterious. You feel seen. Special. Chosen. But beneath that instant connection, something ancient is stirring. Carl Jung called it the persona: the carefully crafted mask we wear to survive in a world that doesn’t always welcome our truth. And here’s where the trap begins, for the empath sees that mask and mistakes it for the soul. You don’t just fall for who they are. You fall for who they could become, if only someone loved them right. If only someone stayed. You see the cracks in their armor and imagine they’re invitations. But they’re not. They’re warnings. Jung described the persona as “a system of behavior that is adopted in response to the expectations of others.” It’s not the real self. It’s camouflage. A survival strategy. And yet, empaths, with their boundless compassion and deep emotional intuition, often confuse the mask for a message. You think, “They’re not cold… they’re guarded. They’re not selfish… they’re scared.” So you lean in. Offer more. Love harder. Let’s take Maya, for example. She was a brilliant teacher, gentle, intuitive, adored by her students. She met Ethan at a fundraiser. He was charismatic, a little awkward, full of dreams and half-finished stories. He spoke about heartbreak like it was an old friend. Maya felt drawn to him, not just romantically, but spiritually. She believed she saw his soul. But over time, that soul became more elusive. He was emotionally distant, dismissive, but always just vulnerable enough to keep her hoping. She called it chemistry. But it was a loop: he needed someone to believe in his mask, and she needed someone to redeem. She mistook his detachment for depth. His avoidance for mystery. His pain for honesty. The truth was, Ethan never removed the mask, he just wore one that looked like someone who might heal. And that’s the first trap. Because when you love the mask, you ignore the man.