Yeah, that’s a Catch-22.
My life was destroyed by one.
Pretty hard to sit and hope that in spite of the hell me and all those other little girls endured, he winds up in a comfy chair at Jesus’s feet, ya know?
(That is the sentence Pope Innocent III reportedly got at his Particular Judgment. On the day he died, he reportedly appeared to Lutgarda, an Abbess in Belgium, engulfed in flames, and begged the prayers of her and her sisters, lest he remain in Purgtory for "centuries.")
If he is not repentant, of course, he has nothing to look forward to but Hell for eternity, "Where the worm does not die, nor is the fire ever quenched."