Jane is about to enter the afterlife after killing herself. She meets and talks with God about her life. At this particular moment, God questioned why Jane killed herself in the first place.

Jane (dumbfounded):

Let me make sure I heard you correctly, because I'm not sure that I did. You've only given me challenges you knew I could handle?

God (matter of factly):

That is correct.

Jane scoffs and gestures around herself

Jane:

Well, that obviously isn't true, is it? I wouldn't be here if it was. You threw me down a bottomless pit where I couldn't even get a foothold to even attempt to get better. You abandoned me, you must have. People say your glory and light banish the darkness away like it was nothing. If that's true then where were you? Where were you when I was lost in an inky, black, suffocating abyss, where the light of day seemed like just a figment of my imagination and all I could do was suffer. Where were you! This was not a challenge that I could handle, and you knew that too! After all, you're the all-powerful and all-knowing God aren't you? You must have known this would happen, that it would end like this. You already knew the outcome. You gave me a challenge you knew I could handle? You're either a liar, or an asshole.

Author's Note:
Sometimes I like to debate theology in my mind. A particular question that floats around is "Would God send a good person to Hell?" So I wrote this with that in mind. I imagine this scene taking place near the end of the play.