Before
BeforeNo one is going to feel sorry for me. They didn’t when the ‘big accident’ happened. They didn’t when I was tormented in school. They didn’t when all the other bad things happened. So why would they start now?
Someone should really take girls aside and tell them the truth: you can’t be pretty and smart. You have to pick, one or the other. And then there’s the other bigger truth, the one they really ought to chase it with: if you are both attractive and intelligent, it won’t be the opposite s*x that will do you in. They can make life hard, for sure. But it will be your very own kind that betrays you when it counts most. Perhaps that’s the worst of it all.
andI can already hear it. Poor little rich girl, they’ll say. They would be right, of course. Under normal circumstances,
