She's anticipating the worst
She can't help it, her circular thinking keeps punching her in the face
How can nobody see how this will end except for herself
She fears the worst
A violent outburst and a blaze of pure fury as she takes the blade for the very last time
How can it be after all the hard work and the effort put in that it must all come to an end in this way?
This perpetual nightmare must come to an end
Time to go.