 Somewhere down the road, they had convinced me that I was somehow intrinsically flawed, that I wasn't okay with the system. Because everyone else around you. Because everyone around me was happy. And that's why people kept saying, like, why can't you just be like everyone else? Julia, all your friends are happy being wives and mothers. All your friends are happy cooking and serving. Why isn't that enough for you? And Julia, I mean, do you think they really were happy? Think about women in the 1800s, right? If you would walk around and ask them if they were unhappy that they didn't have a college education...