“It is true. Trust me, I know. And I don’t— I don’t think I’m an irredeemable asshole. I mean, I help people with strollers in the subway, and I give up my seat whenever I see someone who needs it, and— I’m just me, but me isn’t what other people want. Everyone gets tired of me. I wish I knew what to change—” “Don’t change, Noël. You’re perfect—”
