You're entitled to your feelings. Doesn't bother me one bit.
I can remember what I've seen and share my opinions on it, same as anybody else. I wouldn't call that an "unhealthy hangup" so much as "remembering why you don't care for someone."
Now, could I continue to make this case? Sure. Could I provide evidence? Absolutely. But I am not going to hyperfocus on this, I'm not interested in running a crusade, and I don't owe anybody here anything.
I think that would be unhealthy.
Besides, several people here have gone forth with the impression to let someone have a fresh start. That's a valid way to want to live. I can't do that, but I won't try and step on other people trying to believe in the good in people.
If you think I'm an asshole for saying someone has a reputation that they earned, that's fine. If you think I'm an asshole for saying I think sharing an instance with them is cringe, that's fine, too. I don't regret making an attempt at finding someone else saying something I would say, and sharing that, because it wastes as little of my time on an issue as possible.
The more I dig in on something, the higher the risk of hyperfixation on it, and there is nothing to be gained here by anyone if I hyperfixate on why I dislike someone.
I'm trying to engage in this discussion, but do it as lightly as possible, which is why I'm only replying to one reply I get at a time in this thread and move on. (I responded to yours this time. I'll be ignoring all others here for the rest of the night.)
I can't say yours can. But mine was.
Let me clarify; by getting on a medicine to regulate my sleep (I have delayed sleep phase, and of course I was depressed not sleeping) and getting on an ADHD med to help me with... all this, after a few years of working with my doctor and providing monthly feedback, I was able to fix the things that caused my depression.
I like to warn people it's not overnight. And it's a process. And it takes time. But I went from constant, high-key, wish I was dead, tried to die a couple times... to happy. Capable. Well-rested. Looking forward to the rest of my life. Because even if some things are hard, making myself get up in the morning isn't anymore. I find joy in things. Even small things. I can do the fucking laundry. And I only rarely get so overwhelmed with the idea of doing all the stupid stuff I have to do to live!
When you're as depressed as I was, just the thought that maybe, one day, even if it's years away, it wouldn't suck every single moment felt so close to something like hope that I needed that. I know I'm not alone. I know other people need that now.
So I try and tell people every single day (I do most of it in person but I try to do it online), if you're willing to put in the effort just a bit... things already suck right? May as well suck with an option they might not later.
But if I could go back in time I would absolutely tell myself, prioritize the sleep first. Make sure you get something that helps you sleep, but doesn't make you sleep too long, and you can wake up without being a zombie. Everything else went much better and faster for me after that one thing was figured out.