I get such a cathartic good feeling and such vicarious feelings of power seeing characters defeat their abusive parental figures

Catra unflinching and confident in front of shadow weaver gives me this rush and this longing and this envy that I can’t do the same. I’m still terrified of even the thought of my dad yelling and I’m going to be 33 fucking years old in few weeks. Imagining being able to stand unflinching and be Right someday is so Much I can hardly contain the feeling.