Recursion

HELENA

Work is the only thing that makes her feel alive, and she’s wondered, on more than one occasion, if that means she’s broken. “I work a lot,” she says, “so I only had six people to tell. My dad cried, but he always cries. No one was really surprised. God, that sounds pathetic, doesn’t it?” Slade looks at her, says, “I think balance is for people who don’t know why they’re here.”

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She considers that. In high school, in college, she was encouraged again and again to find her passion—a reason to get out of bed and breathe. In her experience, few people ever found that raison d’être. What teachers and professors never told her was about the dark side of finding your purpose. The part where it consumes you. Where it becomes a destroyer of relationships and happiness. And still, she wouldn’t trade it. This is the only person she can be.

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