In general, people don’t like anything that shatters the illusion that the universe, and the things in it, are stable and unscathed quantities.
But in fact, things are fragile. Almost anything and everything that you can name is infinitely fragile. Damage is easy. Damage is the norm of things. Nothing is stable. Nothing is “real” in the sense that it is durable, unchanging, stable, lasting. Anything and everything can be broken, and broken easily.
And this bothers people. Really bothers people.
Me, too, frankly. But it is what it is.