I have always believed that if you are a good person, and you do good, you think good thoughts, you take care of the nature around you, you don’t destroy the Earth, you don’t destroy people, that you yourself would be taken care of! Somehow, miraculously, you would be okay!
First, this is an utterly childish worldview.
Second, Polissa is not a good person, doing good deeds, and thinking good thoughts. She's manipulative, selfish, parasitic, a liar, ungrateful, fault-finding, judgmental, self-righteous, greedy, entitled, arrogant, petty, attention-seeking, egotistical, unforgiving, bitter, wrathful, vindictive, and smugly gloats at others' misfortune. She does
nothing for anybody else without expecting immediate gains for herself. She fails to take care of the animals who depend upon her, using them as props to show off what a "good person" she is, while they suffer and die. She wastes or trashes
every resource she is fortunate enough to receive, while complaining that it isn't good enough. She uses others' occasions for joy, such as the birth of a baby, to complain, get offended, and indulge in self-pity. And I'd say that she's been nothing but a destructive force in the lives of her mother, grandmother, aunt, husband, and the soon-to-be-ex friend she expects to be sponging off until November, and if she finagles a move to Tampa she'll be a divisive, destructive force in Josh's family too.
She is homeless, broke, unemployed, almost entirely friendless, and an outcast from her own family because she's a thoroughly rotten, selfish brat, and this is the sum of every shitty, selfish, infantile decision she's ever made.
I see far better people than Polissa get blindsided by terrible tragedies and hardships all the damned time. Nobody is immune to Shit Happening; everybody knows somebody who got a cancer diagnosis, or had a miscarriage, or whose kid or spouse died, or who lost everything in a fire/flood/tornado, or got laid off right before Christmas, or got foreclosed on—and most of those people were basically decent, and doing their best to be that way. And if that didn't protect them, and they weren't taken care of, then how the
fuck can Polissa be so delusional as to think that she would be the exception, the one who somehow, miraculously always be okay, no matter what?
Oh, yeah—Narcissistic Personality Disorder. Welcome to the spiritual life of a Narc; even the failed ones are certain they must be God's favored children, and are subject to meltowns when subject to the same griefs and struggles as lesser humans.
I am not okay! I have given everything in me, and I am not okay! I am depleted!
The thing is, she really
has given everything in her. It's just that there isn't much in her but a lot of resentment, envy, self-pity, and childish ideas about what she deserves, and those don't get you very far (unless you're black or a troon, but I digress).