I have had such intense anger and HATRED in my heart for EG for so long. I loathed everything about her, picked everything apart such as her appearance at court to every word she's ever spoken, to every action ever detailed in a report. My worst fear was her getting away with killing sweet innocent little Lucas. I think some of my anger spilled out into my daily life, with my interactions with others, because I was so darn frustrated and worried we'd never seen justice.
Then, I saw some hope when the unverified information about Lucas' possibly dying in the bathroom of the house on Edgemore the 10th or 11th, and that that information may have come from a 2nd autopsy. I thought finally...answers are coming to light. Lucas just might get the justice he so deserves. I was still furious, but we were all hot on the trail again as things seemed to make more sense with those dates and we scrambled and made it all fit pretty much.
Then, Emily's suicide happened. I wasn't glad. At first, I thought, yes, she took the easy way out and that was not justice. The weird thing is, I don't know where that anger is now. I'm angry that she took Lucas' life away in a general, human sense, but the intense anger I felt so directly towards her has mostly dissipated. And in it's place, is just an emptiness almost. It feels good to let go of so much of that anger and hatred. I think there were a lot of reasons she killed herself, and not to say I'm pro-suicide but I probably would've done the same thing. But look at what it has caused for those who may have loved her...sorrow, for some, I'm sure. And I even feel, dare I say, some compassion for even JH now.
This is probably not a popular opinion, and that's ok. This has been a horrific case with so much tragedy, I myself am finally relieved I'm still not bursting at the seams with anger and bitterness . Instead, I feel like we will get some answers and that some good (perhaps changes or additions in laws regarding child protection) may come from this. This case has wrung me out and hung me up to dry, and I am so sad, but at least I have more hope than ever before.
JMO.