Her life seems wasted, her decisions...regreted. Her faith in everything is fading. Consumed by her own sorrow. She watches in helplessness while her world falls apart. It finally all comes crashing. Like patiently awaiting for a bit of water then before it, you've been swallowed whole by a tidal wave. You try finding something around you to lift you up and help you before you drown. But you sadly realize that theres nothing there. So, in defeat you just let your body fall. Let the tide carry you, wherever it pleases. Nothing really hurts as bad, she just needs to make sure that she chooses her cards right, before going and sitting by the ocean again.