The Sea Inside

I went to the library today and got this movie. I think I'm dead inside. I felt connected to it in some really distant way but in the end, I just couldn't process it by way of experience. Of course I understood what was being communicated on all the complex levels. I ended up crying for the girl that thought she loved him enough to take his life. I think she thought she loved him and that was it. I don't know. I just dont' know. Even so, I was left disappointed. I was never convinced that anyone truly loved him, except for his caretaker. And she was hardly acknowledged. What a sad feeling-is that how life is? We just never can love the ones that really love us? By the end, I also believed he never allowed himself to love anyone except himself. and the only version of himself he chose to love was himself before he became a paraplegic. In real life... since it is based on a true story, I would know enough not to comment. who am I to judge?