I grew up in an alcoholic family. I was the only one in the family who kept wanting to see and tell the truth, and I ended up feeling like I was the crazy one because I was the only one not in denial.

It affected me very deeply. I don’t have many friends, and I don’t trust people. I really am a loner.

And I am so triggered by Trump supporters and what I see around me, I can barely function. It reminds me of the family I grew up in. Everything horribly dangerous and terrifying and yet everyone but me pretending everything is perfect. Am I the crazy one or are they?

So...your explanation seems very accurate to me.

I have struggled all my life to understand how the people you describe think. In part because I thought if only I could think like them, I would fit in.

Whose greatest wish in life is to bring as much harm and suffering on all other people as possible.

They don’t care at all about life. They just care about punishing women because they hate them. They love war, love the death penalty, love workers getting hurt on the job, love it when people starve, etc. etc.

Think of them as sociopaths who just want the rest of the world to suffer as much as possible and die, and you will most likely be right.

They care very much about the people who are already alive...just not the way you and I care. They care about inflicting as much harm and suffering as possible on those already living.

And was an accident waiting to happen, especially combined with the secrecy of the Soviets. A good book to read on this is “Midnight in Chernobyl” by Adam Higginbotham.