Jen's Cottage

No one likes to be angry. Neither do I.
Lately, I´ve been thinking about this.
Because of what I´ve been through and what I´ve been watching--Desperate Housewives
Bree, One of the protagonists, is a perfectionist.
Unfortunately, her life is not so perfect.
She lost her husband, who was killed by the pharmacist of her family,
who was also a maniac who had fallen in love with her.
She has two children, Andrew and Danielle,
both of whom have the most elegant names of the world (in my opinion)
and the most malicious thoughts.
It seems that they can never be satisfied (especially Andrew)
until she's crazy or something like that.
This time, Andrew seduced the man his mother likes, and gets him to bed,
which almost drove Bree mad.
"I'm not strong enough, I cannot be around you anymore."
I heard the sound of a most brokenhearted mother.
and surprisingly, Andrew was scared.
"Mama...Please don't do this..."
Even though he tried to turn his tone into the one of victory.
"I win. I knew someday you would stop loving me."
He could not hide his expression.
When I looked at that expression,
I started to understand...
He never stops loving his mother.
All those terrible things he had done are his methods of testing and confirming his mother's love.
Can the love between mother and son be worn out? I don't know...
But I do think one of the reasons one person hates another is that he still loves.