I thought excellence would save me. But I’m not saved. I’m not different, or special. I’m heartbroken. I’m so fucking heartbroken. Just like all my clients I secretly thought were silly because they didn’t have my gift for good sense. Baby Alice, making the ‘right’ choices doesn’t guarantee you a happy ending. So, follow your own path. Take chances, be wild, make mistakes, get messy, be colorful. Be true to whoever you are.” She paused, squinting at her sister. “Who are you, I wonder?”
