“Greedy... even savin’ cents as if your life depended on it... just get it over with.” There was a loving family and a caring partner, but that just makes it worse since disappointment to loved ones is worse than to anyone else. The idea seems legitimate—die and be a disappointment for a while or live and make everyone’s life worse. The former, of course, is the clear choice. As the tears roll down, the eyes finally open. It’s all dark now, pitch black. There’s nowhere to go, there’s nothing to do, no possible way for redemption.