Do you define yourself in terms of what you love or what you hate? You’ve got a choice.
When I was a kid, back in the early Seventies, I liked the hippies well enough (a lot of them were tremendously interesting people) except when they talked politics or went off on a hating jag. Often they did both at once. All those hours of ranting about Nixon boiled down to, “Don’t vote for him.” Sheesh! I wasn’t going to!
Now, obviously, if you have a line on the Best Stuff Ever, everything else pales by comparison. It’s impossible for one thing to be the Best Ever without everything else being a little worse. People understand this. So you can talk about the good stuff without going on and on about how much you hate the bad stuff. Everyone gets it!