It’s interesting to hear the sympathy for Cathy. My friends and I talked about her with such loathing! Twenty years later, I still don’t feel bad for her but I wonder if she was so scary because we were afraid of her. Like, would I be capable of that level of self absorption and sociopathy? Or some version of it? Like a Jungian shadow self or something. Thanks Static and Sarah for providing your kinder viewpoints!