Pain, sorrow, anger, and acceptance. It hurts to admit, but it feels so good to let it go. They hate them. They destroyed them. For him. And only for him. Death is not the answer, they promised him after all. Off they go to the Vendicare. Their punishment for their crimes.
It hurts to watch them. Anger, blind their judgement. Denial taking away their sanity. And yet… here is acceptance. The cruel of them all.
"Do you see the sky? Isn't it just beautiful (like you)? I wish for all of us to be together for all eternity! (We will make it come true! For you and only you….so please"
The cruel reality, hitting you in the face, as you watch all of your family go through the stages. It truly hurts. Wishing that they would just accept it and move on. Like he would want it.
IT WASN'T FAIR! WHY HIM!? WHY NOT US!? WHY?!
Acceptance, the cruel reality that breaks everything. A curse to those who have lost the thing they love the most.
It is the final stage to grief.
And the worst one of all.