Well, earlier in life my love of it was cited as a major element to losing my longtime girlfriend and that sent me into a depression cycle that had me swearing off all anime and manga. My ex was extremely critical of it, found it extremely problematic in its depiction of women and sex, and hated the adolescent storylines I was into. In some ways, she was right- I think I had overcorrected super hard in high school in running away from western pop culture and diving into online weeb communities. I was willing to ignore a lot of the grossest elements because I was desperate for the novelty and the edge I saw in shows like Gantz and Blue Gender. In hindsight, these weren't even good shows- I was just trying to push the envelope and chase the specter of Evangelion and Cowboy Bebop- the shows that really got me into anime in the first place.
A few years ago, however, I started getting back into it. The reality was that, on the whole, getting into Anime as a small town boy ended up benefiting me more than I had realized. Anime got me into drawing and art. It got me into animation. It got me into writing. These are all skills that I use every single day in my career. My current girlfriend isn't enraptured with my love of anime, but she tolerates it and even likes some of the shows we sit through.
I think the big difference between me and the other anime nerds I came to know, upon moving to the big city, is that anime was never really about community to me. I never went to conventions or traded reviews online. I just love sci-fi and fantasy, and here in the west those genres are dead. Anime fulfills my desire for novelty in ways that most western media just can't compete with. Because of that, I'm willing to forgive a lot of the industry's problematic practices. I still feel some shame in voicing my love for shows like Made in Abyss, but my guilt is my own problem and is entirely imagined.