That means that bad relationships may damage us much more than the average person because they support our existing emotional predisposition.
This is a very important statement in the thesis you're developing, Sea. IMHO. In some ways, those early relationships make us more vulnerable and sensitive to later "bad" relationships. And yes, reinforcement of a belief that somehow people aren't safe or fun to be around... can get, let's say, "out of hand". The statement is important, but I can't yet place it anywhere on the "good/bad" scale... whether it's opening a possibility of shooting oneself in the foot or not.
I wouldn't go so far as to throw myself into sappy, "everybody be happy" fantasies either - because they're just as distorted, to my way of thinking, as the other extreme. But on the other hand, I've found that sometimes I've worried excessively, needlessly, and flat-out wrongly about what other people think/feel about me in relationships and their motives - what their "payoff" in the relationship is. My perception is skewed by that reinforced belief and the more I retreat into solitude and my own little bubble of existence... the more I sense I'm missing an opportunity to get out of my own boring rut.
Slowly but surely, I think I'm seeing that there simply aren't any "rules" about relationships and how they're "supposed" to be. That crap belongs to the universe of neglect/abuse between people and it frightens me, when I hear public figures start talking about making those kinds "rules" for other groups of people... I don't want to digress into that topic, though.
A couple things I'm learning at the moment about how people work together: communication - learning the language of the other and teaching the other my language opens a gate or a door between us. The opening is between our boundaries as individuals. Some people will freely pass through that opening, being self-confident, comfortable or attracted enough to enter into my shoes, my world as a visitor. Some people need an invitation - engraved, with RSVP too - before they are comfortable doing this. Some people enjoy being in another's space more; some people want to have company in their space instead.
I seldom invite people into my space. (makes for an interesting relationship with my husband!!) My fear & distrust of my own ability to tell trustworthy people from the other kind... was the ultimate reason why. Well, that's changing now. My MIL lives here full time. We are still working out routines, customs, etc. We respect each other's space, though that's becoming less formal now. I am also being visited in my new house by many people... and as hostess, feel that I am obligated to completely opening my "boundaries" to accomodate what the vistor(s) wish to do. That's uncomfortable, sometimes - but I can manage that better, for my own sanity I think; I'm still learning. Then, being in a new neighborhood, we're being invited to many more social activities than I'm accustomed to... it's a pretty social group, here and I've lived the last 30 years of my life being a hermit. I don't want to give the impression of rejecting them - sight unseen - but on the other hand, I'm very tentative and worried about my ability to relax in situations with groups of new people; I usually tend to retreat to the "tried & true" old strategies that I know are self-defeating...
... but such are the constraints placed on me by my past conditioning: that I am such an outcast, misfit, that I'm unfit to be around "normal" people and should be ashamed of myself for thinking I belong with them. At the core of my social hesitation and discomfort - that is the feeling that is controlling me - and that I'm trying to let go, outwit, trick, and work through.