There was a moment where I knew I hated the Rodnickis (and their dipshit kids), but I also understood why they acted the way they did. It was terrifying to be unsure about money. Even more terrifying to let someone else run you over, tell you what to do. So, in self-preservation, they did the running over first. It wasn’t right, of course, but it checked out in the realm of human motivations and the drama of psychology. All I could think was that people would be better off separated like betta fish. If not, we’d tear each other apart.
