It came to me that the only way to cure Mike of the need to plow through people and lives in order to get the worthless prize of Elly's affection and praise is to remove her from the equation permanently. While I anticipate a longish period in which Mike makes stupid, irrational comments about how Liz and April were in the way of his happy endgame, it seems to me that well before the time Meredith is complaining about how her children are not getting along, Mike will be finally in a place to realize what a chump he was all his life trying to pry respect from someone who saw him not as a person but as an extension of herself.
This will, of course, probably be the inspiration for a lousy, overwrought novel about a dumb kid in some stifling suburb expecting too much of a fragile, paranoid basket-case who could never allow herself to find happiness in life because she thought happiness was for stupid people but the knowledge that he was basically spinning his wheels wanting something useless would at least allow him to get his head on straight. Simply put, Elly can have the son she'd love to have. All she's gotta do is die.