
…s version of himself leads as surely to the jettison of relationships by way of performative angst. How often have men, confronted by partners for a failure to meet the simplest of interpersonal expectations, thrown their hands up and been like, “You’re right, I suck, I’m garbage, bye.” It’s easier to act like a victim of their personality and vanish than to correct course or, god forbid, accept some help. Inward criticism is a kind of armor; it preempts outside analysis with a haughty question: “You think I don’t realize that?”
t points for merely acknowledging how you’re a bad person; you also have to try to change. Otherwise, you’re just blaming those who seek to get close to you for hurting themselves in a predictable way. Glibly copping to your assholery does not excuse it, nor does it meet the thres…etter — would find an argument against taking such dour satisfaction from one’s moral indifference. At their best, both BoJack and Rick and Morty attest that you don’t get points for merely acknowledging how you’re a bad person; you also have to try to change. Otherwise, you’re just blaming those who seek to get close to you for hurting themselves in a predictable way. Glibly copping to your assholery does not excuse it, nor does it meet the threshold of an apology.…