“It’s not that I’m heartless. ... I didn’t want to be alone. He was the only guy who was ever nice to me,”
Suddenly the fact that she had a dead body in her house for a year and a half wasn't as sad
as the reason she felt the need to do so.
I don't know which is sadder, her overwhelming feeling of loneliness or the fact that he was
the only guy who was ever nice to her. I get the loneliness .... it's one of the worst feelings in
the world. The emptiness you feel when there is no one there for you to turn to.The absolute
worst is when you feel lonely even in a crowed room, or surrounded by people who love you,
or so they say. I think that's the saddest part, when you feel alone because you feel no one
gets you....how you feel, what you think, who you are. Maybe he was the only one who truly
understood her......made her feel safe, kept her company...accepted her
unconditionally.....who would want that to end? Even in death his presence fulfilled her
needs, in her mind that wasn't such a bad thing...........I think she just wanted that
unconditional companionship, friendship, and need to feel safe. Sadly on a personal level, I
can't fault her for that.