This is a woman who is so sold on her own status as a victim that any time she reacts to anything, it's both A) nasty and B) self-congratulatory. She's so meek and mild and whatever, so when she does speak up it's with vulgarity and violence, but none of that would be necessary if she had any sense of self at all in the first place. She acts out of weakness and entitlement: "What can you do for me? Then fuck you." This is the kind of woman who marries her abuser, which... is what she did, so never mind. I get it. Totally my shit, and I get that now, and I apologize. But I mean, lay her down alongside Boomer: two women who loved the same man. And one of them kept her mouth shut about it and felt yearning feelings of victimhood and love, and the other one went through an identity crisis the likes of which nobody's ever seen before, and tried desperately to hold herself together for his sake. How can Cally ever think she wins that fight? If she can't even believe in herself enough to get over this jealousy shit when she landed the guy, had his baby, and her rival is a member of the Nazi party, when does she actually calm down? Never, and I don't even care anymore. I know she's not going anywhere, and I want Chief to be happy, so me and Cally will have a truce, and meanwhile I'll be over here with Boomer and all the other people who aren't selfish and pointless and mean -- who actually try, and change, and grow.