Oh, very interesting! (And Hannibal's psychology is terrific.)
I grew up in an angry home, so I spent most of my early life thinking that loving someone was intrinsically painful, involving the constant possibility of abuse. Or at least, that any love in *my* life would be painful. I saw other people in situations where love didn't seem so painful, but I rationalized that as something they merited. Meanwhile, I was loved precisely the way an awful person like me deserves.
Ah, youth. π
I had the abusive upbringing, too, and I just swore I'd never be a part of it. The worst betrayals are those by your immediate familyβit never stops stinging. π
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Joking aside, I've recently understood how someone can still love someone who is abusive to them β¦ And I discovered it watching Hannibal (2013), of all things. It's possible to ignore the worst in someone just to continue enjoying the best in them. Never understood it before. π π€·ββοΈ