Honestly, why is it hard for people to believe that Carol loves Therese? Therese is fucking gorgeous. And interesting. And sweet. And deep. And sensitive. And pays attention to the little things. And sees Carol for who she is, really sees her. Jesus Christ, just because she’s not as outwardly glamorous as Carol, she’s not worthy of her? Carol doesn’t care about that materialistic shit, it’s just how she’s learned to survive. They both see each other for who they really are, their vulnerabilities and strengths. They’re a refuge for each other in a sea of heteronormative bland mediocrity. If you can’t see that, just go watch another movie about space explosion bear bromances or whatever they’re handing out Oscars for these days.