CHAPTER 12 I HITCH A RIDE ON A MAGIC MUSHROOM-4

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Accordingly, I’d grown accustomed to being very blunt and direct when addressing such assumptions about me. Which in turn made for an effective way of getting people to back off. This head-on, head-held-high method had worked for me over the years—serving as a consistent way to get my opposers to leave me be. Seriously. In the past whenever Lady Agnue, or Mauvrey, or anyone else made comments about my lack of princess-ness, or hero-ness, or any other kind of assertions about who they believed I was, it had never gotten under my skin that much. The simple reason being that I’d never entertained any delusions about how others saw me. I’d just always assumed they were wrong and simply didn’t know me well enough to realize it. My whole life this had been my strategy, my norm, and my comfort

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