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If you just hate the people who start wars, you’re ultimately no better than they are.

The cultural reality is that political conservatives are more likely to advocate going to war — especially during a Republican administration — and progressive leftists are more likely to express strong hatred for warmongers — if they happen to be Republicans.

And those two sides hate each other. The “pro-war” people and the “pro-peace” people both tend to be full of hate. There‘s something fundamentally wrong with that.

I detest Donald Trump. I had a strong disregard and disrespect for the man long before it was ever suggested that he run for president. He is a loathsome and dysfunctional liar and narcissist. His ego and his lack of political skills might be leading us into a war right now — a war which I don’t want.

But I do not hate Trump. I don’t hate the Iranian crowds who are chanting, “Death to America!”

Even if I detest the actions of people on both sides, I am making the difficult choice to love them — because hatred is what puts us where we are right now.

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For most of the podcast industry, the Apple Podcast Directory is the only one that really matters, so I’m excited to announce that Love & Hope is now listed there.

If you listen to podcasts, I would appreciate it if you would subscribe. I don’t even care that much right now whether you listen or not, but having subscribers would help the visibility of the show on iTunes and on other platforms. Subscribe on iTunes by clicking this link.

In addition to Apple Podcasts, you can also subscribe on Spotify, Google Podcasts, Overcast, Pocket Casts, Breaker or RadioPublic.

If you like the show, please leave a positive review on iTunes. This really helps to make it more visible to other people browsing the directory, because shows that get good reviews are often featured.

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Early in 2009, I entered a deep depression which kept me in a funk off and on for several years. I was miserable — and I was desperate to figure out why I had been sabotaging my life.

I was forced to confront hidden flaws about myself that I hated. I had to dig into the toxic past of my dysfunctional family. I had to uncover things about myself that I had learned from my narcissistic father. I had to ask myself whether I was going to keep going down that path — or make serious changes while I still could. I knew I had to heal my broken psyche if I wanted love.

And through it all, I kept asking myself, “What is wrong with me?!”

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