I really do think that love and hate are two ends of the same spectrum – you can hate someone just as much as you used to love them. Other wise, how do you explain a woman stabbing her husband to death by sticking a knife in his neck during an argument? Or a man cutting his wife to pieces because she was rude? *what are you doing cutting a human like venison?*
Remember “the journey of a thousand miles (read the journey from love to hate) begins with a step”….whatever you do, make sure you’re not taking that first step towards the hate side!