“I,” she starts, “I just don’t think I could do it. I couldn’t risk it. And it’s not that I’m embarrassed of my background, but I don’t someone to try and use it against me. I will own up to it, to what I did, but I just don’t want someone to have those memories of me. Of my past. I think, in some way, I need them. To remind myself of who I was at one point. So maybe there can be strength in bad memories?” she asks, looking thoughtful once again.
“That’s true, it has been done. Maybe I can find some unique way to go about it, really make it stand out and draw a crowd. I’m going to have to sit and think about it.” She was sure she could come up with something. “Oh, hey! Maybe instead of looking for the best singers, we look for the worst! You know the people who are too shy to get up there, and maybe their friends pay into a charity fund to get their friend on stage. Or they have to pay more than their friends to avoid the stage! Wonder if that would raise money? Maybe worst singers isn’t the best description.” She says with a laugh. “But something like that?” Might work? Maybe? Probably needs more work.
“I’m sure that one day you’ll have the answer you seek. Might not be tomorrow, or next month, but I believe it will happen.” She tries to encourage.
“Never thought of having anything like that. I know AA does things like that, and maybe NA does as well, but I did my recovery over there. So I never even considered having something to remind myself. But you know what? Maybe something I could hang in my bedroom or bathroom, just a little something to remind myself of how far I’ve come. That’s a great idea!” it would mean questions to answer should she bring a guy back to her place. But she could cross that bridge if she came to it.
A smirk, “There’s that blush I’ve come to love!” she says playfully. “You need to give yourself more credit for how far you’ve come. Not everyone can overcome what you did, become Queen of Autumn, then become Director, and even then, start chasing your dreams. It’s amazing, so you need to start recognizing that.” She says with mock seriousness. The Nix knew confidence didn’t come over night, it took time.