I feel like the with love part can be pretty hard. We're human. When I emerged from my mess with an alcoholic ex last summer and realized that I had been lied to, cheating on, manipulated, and swindled and his parents tried to shut me up with an email from their family lawyer, I snapped hard. I'm not proud of the anger that I felt but it was extremely pent up at this point. Then people got mad at me for responding to his behaviour with anger. It was like a blowfish being attacked by a shark and then blamed for turning into a ball of spikes. Grace is an ideal I'm working on.