Interior Monologue
In Act 3 of Kafka’s “The Metamorphosis”, Grette convincingly proposes to her parents that they need to get rid of the insect immediately for she can no longer tolerate the “endless torment at home”, and argues the insect itself is not Gregor because if it were, it would have voluntarily left long ago to spare the family from any more pain.
“How can my so-called “family” argue over whether or not it’s me inside this insect’s body? The silence and sorrow they are looking at me with is hypocritical for they do not genuinely care about me the way family should. All that I have done for them, and none of it has paid off. I have cared for them in a ways they never cared for me, and they’ve failed to notice. Although I might’ve resented my financial obligation to my parents, providing for them gave me a sense of purpose, and by becoming a bug I lost all of this. I have no way of filling this void my metamorphosis has left me with. I never had any notion of wishing to create problems for anyone, certainly not Grette. I only wanted the best for her, and never gave up on my plan of sending her to the conservatory to study music, and this is how she repays me? She simply gives up on me when she becomes too frustrated too deal with the situation? Despite my inability to communicate, I always tried to make my plan known to her. However, my sister’s care and concern was merely ephemeral and just like my parents has only undervalued me. It’s become exhausting being shoved out of my family’s life just because of physical form. They’ve failed to recognize I’m the same person mentally, spiritually, emotionally, and every other aspect except physically! My family’s loss of hope that I will turn back into my human form has discouraged and hurt me in irreparable ways. In al sincerity, I never meant to impose harm on the people I cared for the most. Perhaps it’s better if I no longer burden them. I am not of use any longer, can serve no real purpose, and can’t seem to escape this
“How can my so-called “family” argue over whether or not it’s me inside this insect’s body? The silence and sorrow they are looking at me with is hypocritical for they do not genuinely care about me the way family should. All that I have done for them, and none of it has paid off. I have cared for them in a ways they never cared for me, and they’ve failed to notice. Although I might’ve resented my financial obligation to my parents, providing for them gave me a sense of purpose, and by becoming a bug I lost all of this. I have no way of filling this void my metamorphosis has left me with. I never had any notion of wishing to create problems for anyone, certainly not Grette. I only wanted the best for her, and never gave up on my plan of sending her to the conservatory to study music, and this is how she repays me? She simply gives up on me when she becomes too frustrated too deal with the situation? Despite my inability to communicate, I always tried to make my plan known to her. However, my sister’s care and concern was merely ephemeral and just like my parents has only undervalued me. It’s become exhausting being shoved out of my family’s life just because of physical form. They’ve failed to recognize I’m the same person mentally, spiritually, emotionally, and every other aspect except physically! My family’s loss of hope that I will turn back into my human form has discouraged and hurt me in irreparable ways. In al sincerity, I never meant to impose harm on the people I cared for the most. Perhaps it’s better if I no longer burden them. I am not of use any longer, can serve no real purpose, and can’t seem to escape this