I don't think it's fair to equate the barrage of foul insults Anita is receiving, with her simply saying: look at what I have to put up with. At most, this is

I don't think it's fair to equate the barrage of foul insults Anita is receiving, with her simply saying: look at what I have to put up with. At most, this is a semi-circle of hatred. The other half of the circle being a mixture of disclosure and, I imagine, catharsis.