: It seems so unfair and I'm filled with "if onlys". I've been crying for months now and cannot move on. The minute I think of them I cry, in fact I'm distraught. ..... I feel as if I'm sinking into depression over this loss.
Is there eternal life, is there a heaven and hell or do we just sleep forever and therefore know nothing.........how she could hurt her children and not show mercy
This whole deed was also planned and premeditated as a confession was typed on the computer at work hours before killing the girls. How could she drive to their school and take them out early knowing all along she was going to kill them? During this time she was composed and calm and even spoke to a client as if nothing was wrong and at that stage we think she had already killed the first child. Why didn't she show them mercy and why didn't she kill them in a kinder way? How do you put a rope around a terrified 9 years olds neck who is crying uncontrollably and pull it tight while she is struggling for her life. It is these questions that I cannot understand and its is these actions that completely get to me.
HOW CAN ANYONE NO MATTER THEIR MENTAL STATE TREAT A LITTLE GIRL WITH SUCH DISREGARD??? In the confession she said that she didn't look at the child while she was pulling the rope. I also cannot understand that she made sure that she killed them but when it came to herself she changed her mind. Why was she so intent with them but not herself?
Do you think that what happened was a combination of all these factors or was it just due to bad depression. I always thought that fear was the driving force as she was about to be exposed for the second time as a thief.
I am just battling to make peace with it and I can't make peace with it just because I know I have to. Something about this loss has touched me deeply and I don't know why.
Thank you Jazzey your words are very much appreciated. This is one of those times when I know what I have to do and I know I will never find the answers but knowing all of that hasn't stopped the deep sadness. This tragedy has made me question my beliefs because I really need to know that they are in a better place and are happy. It really kills me that the eldest had to go through such a traumitizing time before she was killed. I am battling to accept her last moments alive were so terrifying and that no one was able to save her. I know what I need to do but I'm just battling to do it.