In my experience, there is nothing scarier than contempt. It can almost kill a person. This person is still alive, but he has no importance in your heart, and it is no different from death.
Disgust, hatred, betrayal are all less destructive to a relationship than contempt. When you have contempt for a person in your heart, you look down on him in your heart, and everything he does is exposing his hypocrisy, speculation and immorality.
Of course, just like you despise a public figure for no reason, because of practical reasons, this kind of despise will hardly have any real effect on the other party. This kind of contempt that occurs in unequal relationships is hardly meaningful. The contempt I want to say occurs between those who are closely related to our daily life.
A senior you admire, a good friend, a lover you care about the most, even a small gesture or a casual remark may change your opinion of them.
Their original good qualities will gradually dissolve, and they will be replaced by various shortcomings, which will continue to magnify because of your contempt. In a way, contempt is again a process of disenchantment.
This is just like the story of Lolita before. Lily's disappointment with Uncle Zhengwu mentioned in the story that it has nothing to do with love is a prelude to a slide into contempt. It was a girl's disappointment with a man, but it was blocked by Zhengwu's suicide in high school. This disappointment slides toward deeper contempt. It is almost certain that if he did not choose to die, but continued this abnormal relationship, Lily would soon abandon him as if he had won the battle.
Godard's "Contempt" offers such a possibility.
When the wife Camille saw her husband Bol pushing herself easily to another man, a terrible emotion called "contempt" appeared in her heart for the first time.
In her heart, he was no longer the brilliant playwright, nor the man who loved every part of his body, he was just a wretched man who sacrificed his wife for his future, fame and fortune.
She despised him, and that defiance was irreversible. She couldn't see him the way she used to, let alone love.
This contempt ended with Camille's death.
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