Act Three, Scene One

Should I just end this pain, and end my own life? Why live with these depressing thoughts and confused emotions every day of my life? No one should have to go through what I am right now. My sadness and sorrow are too much for one man to handle. Although the love of my live, Ophelia, has denied me, the true basis of my despair is my father's death. What else could possibly go wrong? I don't think there's much to be honest. I was so angry with the world that I even went as far to tell Ophelia to go to a nunnery rather to become a breeder of sinners. How much respect I've lost for that woman, breaking my heart and such. How miserable of a life I have. Hopefully my emotions are cleared up by tonight, as we will find out once and for all, if Claudius is the reason behind my gloom. When the players reenact what the killing of my father was like, as described by my father's spirit, I will see the truth displayed by him. His reactions to the play will be my answer to all my grief.

*Me, talking to Ophelia about my true feelings.