I've been thinking about this for months and months.
I was a young single mother, divorced with a little daughter and I wanted to go out and have fun. I've tried to figure out what the difference between what I wanted to do and what Casey wanted.
I have a daughter now with a little girl.
I think we all know someone that is in the spot Casey was in, or we were someone in her spot. I honestly have been drawn to this wondering when a person 'jumps the shark'. What little shred of difference is there between humanity and monster?
They say it's a thin line between sanity etc.
We all know someone with a controlling mother or we had one. We all know someone with an absent father, or we were one.
There is some remarkable difference between Casey and someone like Susan Smith, or Andrea Yates. The mystery is what is that difference.
It's seemingly like Casey had all the benifits of what the world would have us believe are the solid building blocks of a 'bella vida'.
When does the bella vida turn into a nightmare a person is just unable to cope with driving them to become a Monster...yes a monster.
No one knows the demons each of us face when the lights go off at night. But, no one knows what keeps the majority of us walking the life of a kind and rational human being.
This case isn't even like the Foxy Noxy, or Susan Smith, or Andrea Yates. Casey was wild, but she obviously wasn't involved in some sort of ritual over the top crazy situation. She wasn't so in love with someone she couldn't live without (his) love. She wasn't hearing voices in her head that said send your baby to heaven...
She was just a shallow empty shell. My intrest, I guess, is what is that line she crossed. What gave her the ability to be so disassociated from empathy?
What makes a human human, what makes a monster?