You don't know me.
You probably don't even know what you think you know about me. But, that is beside the point. The point is that you have no idea who I am. At best you feel something about the things you think you know about me. And, this is ok. But, it does mean that there is at least a 55% chance that you are wrong about me.
So, what do I do? I try to remember that I don't know you either. That I only feel something about what I think I know about you. And, then I approach you as someone I don't know enough about, and want to learn more, and want to allow you to reveal to me the who who you really are.
We have a lifetime to discover and reveal and create a figment of your imagination that reflects back to me the me who I want you to see.