even if it were love, even if it were unconditional, that is the sort of psychosis that a beaten child or spouse has for the abuser. one could argue that isn't love and i'd probably agree but that's my point.
how about you realize that love is conditional and maybe you shouldn't fuck up so bad that only the non-existent unconditional love of a non-verbal, four-legged animal can withstand your apparently monumental horriblenesses.
people appear to want to rely on (often fairly obvious) lies and are then surprised when they are told the truth.
looking for a road