What I Learned About Humans From the Professor Who Hated Me

How recognizing our limits helps us forge new openings

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In graduate school, I had a professor who loathed me. And I mean toe-curling he’s-getting-hives-just-looking-at-me loathery. It was so very irrational but also so very deep. And, as is perhaps no surprise, the depth of the loathing was precisely correlated to the extent of…