Good win boys ! !<| sep |> If you could have saved your mother , wouldn ' t you have ? I appreciate and empathize with your perspective . But the other one is just as , if not more beautiful in fact , to me definitely , infinitely more so the latter . It ' s fighting for the ones you love , for what you care about , embracing your decisions , your feelings , committing once more to yourself and realizing yourself as a person with the understanding that you cannot control the world , and that it is not fair , but that all you can do is follow what you feel is right , follow your heart . Whereas rather than acceptance , I always saw sacrificing Chloe as a surrendering . Giving up the fight against the world , giving up what you care about and fought for , giving up on the decisions you ' ve made and the reasons you ' ve made them for . Giving up love . Abandoning all over again . Succumbing to the world . Ultimately , giving up on yourself , succumbing to selfdoubt , false guilt and regret , thinking that the things you feel were right were wrong , that you shouldn ' t have followed your heart , that it was stupid to . And so on . One to me feels like a great triumph . A fight against the cruel whim of the universe and winning that fight love winning . Prevailing . Not sacrificing yourself or what you care about most . Not regretting and doubting and berating yourself , but accepting and embracing the nature of the world and that of yourself . The other feels like a great defeat . Taking back everything you ' ve done and fought for . Burying what you care about and your feelings . Regretting them . Thinking in a tragic blindness that you shouldn ' t have felt those feelings and made those decisions based on them to begin with . That standing up and fighting and clinging on to what you felt is right and most important is futile and wrong . It ' s taking the message that you should eat the mercilessly cruel and tragic shit life throws at you and don ' t you dare refuse , or else ! taking that message and realizing it by Max ducking down , focusing tearyeyed into that photo and forcing herself to do something both she and Chloe don ' t want something that was so impossible for Max that she defied the universe for to begin with . Between them is something too powerful and significant and meaningful for me to ever consider giving up on that . Overcoming any and all obstacles and odds together through love , transcending tragedy and time itself . It is precisely in those moments of conflict against the uncaring universe that we can be human , where we seperate ourselves from that universe by caring and not letting it have its way with us . Absolute loyalty in friendship , unconditional love . I ' ll take howling winds over harrowing silence any day , and so will Max how I understand her , so will my story end how I understand it . Don ' t go gentle into that goodnight . Rage against the dying of the Price . Rip that Polaroid apart . Sorry for this unprompted ramble , and I really do empathize with your perspective . If the game gave you a real sense of acceptance and even helped you cope with your own loss better , that is more than much of fiction can ever accomplish . And there is something to be said about the idea of going on after losing something unimaginably dear to us . And even though this story is not that to me , will never be that , I am not trying to devalue your view on it and the power that the story can hold if it is seen as one about a journey toward acceptance and the great realization that even though they are gone , they live on in us , in our hearts , our love lives on , their love was real and stays real . Like your mother ' s , I assume !