There was this guy in the village I grew up in that everyone knew was a nonce. He was 24 and only dating 15-17 year old girls. All the guys would comment on it.
Then they’d see him in the pub, he’d talk to them, and they’d reply and have a conversation. He wasn’t a social outcast at all. He was “one of the guys”… with a big problem. It was gross. My friends & I avoided them all like the plague.
Then when I was 17 and my ex partners assaulted me in front of his male friends, they were very irritated with me because my friend called the police and reported it. They thought it was a bit unfair and “just a couples fight”. Even though he then plead guilty to assault by beating.
Idk, it’s so easy for people to brush things under the rug because they don’t want to make it awkward, can’t be arsed for a fight, or they want something from the person. Both these guys I mentioned provided social status and a “crew”. Bojack knew Vance was a POS, but thought hey fuck it, he can advance me and get my career back. What does it matter? Bojack was horrified seeing Vance at the college but went on to make horny unicorn anyway…
I have PTSD and depression and have told my dad so much about why I love the show and how much it means to me. Breaks my heart a bit that he won’t watch a bit of it for me.
My cousin literally sent their parents documentaries and films on being non binary and their parents didn’t bother to watch any of it which hurt my cousins feelings a lot.
I think your daughter is trying to share part of herself with you through art. That’s a good thing. I find it to be a wonderfully cathartic show at coping with the abuse I faced as a child and my current addiction issues. It makes you want to be better yet validates the parts of you you believe are shit.