Franz Kafka

gladly, you weren't successfully sent to the convention where you can pursue your instrument that gregor planned for you, which in fact, he never thought you would act like this as if he hadn't helped the family in ways that makes surviving and living possible under his hardwork and endless sweat just to make the family strive and keep it striving not until the misfortune occurred, every single thing that he did, each effort he had done was entirely forgotten and completely dismissed just because he turned to become non-beneficial anymore. grete, your mother, and your father, doesn't deserve greg.

everything happens for a reason, aye? I'm completely saddened by what has happened to greg as he didn't deserve any tiny bits of it, he was abandoned when he needed all the care and affection his own family could offer, but his condition and the ending of his extreme-living life made him a stronger foe, but in the end, we all just had to lay down lifeless after all the difficulties we went through. his death is what his family became independent and choose their own sources of income, helping each other out, without depending solely on one family member to pull them out from the poverty and despair of living miserably almost incapable to afford any. greg fulfilled his quest while he can when he was in a form of normalcy, not indifferent, not an insect, but a human; his duty as a son and a bother. yet, it's awful that his death was undeniably imminent, it's heart-wrenching to think that all he was asking for was to get taken care of despite the form he had to endure, but his family could only think of him as something they should get rid of and live freely without a son, a brother, to continuously become a burden until they get withered themselves.