"It's not stupid," she reassured him. He'd changed the subject, but she made a note to gently circle back to the topic of other people's expectations versus what you, yourself wanted, and how you were perfectly fine following your own compass.

"No, it's a bit of a relief." She smiled at him. "I mean, part of me liked being a total badass, I'm not gonna lie? But I don't think I could handle that much control and pressure and responsibility long-term. I'd burn out hard because of how much I care about people... and I'd probably burn a lot of bridges because I don't play the political game."