Hate is a sticky substance. It clings to you, seeps into your bones, and becomes the defining feature of who you are if you let it. There’s something undeniably appealing about it — this feeling that your disdain, your disgust, your burning dislike for a person, a group, or an ideology can somehow make you sharper, smarter, or morally superior.

https://www.joanwestenberg.com/how-defining-yourself-by-what-you-hate-makes-you-miserable/

How Defining Yourself By What You Hate Makes You Miserable

I’ve been thinking lately about the “anti-identity trap.” It works like this: Someone starts out reasonably disliking something — let’s say corporate greenwashing. Fair enough.  They join online communities dedicated to mocking greenwashing campaigns. Their social media becomes a steady stream of eye-rolling screenshots. They develop an eagle eye

Westenberg

@Daojoan very good indeed, and thank you.

One random person's perspective: hate, obsessive hate like you describe, is also a salve for a feeling of helplessness.

Your prescription of positive action remains sound and essential, therefore. Often it's hard to know where to start...