Then I dropped out of making hair, because a witchy voice in my head known as Miss Lash the Perfect said my things aren't good enough, the ripped textures always happen, I can't do sculpt, I can't do mesh.
Just not fit to be in the business anymore, so I left. Then I made a sim called La Reve. And I so loved that sim. I made it not caring what the witchy Miss Perfect Lash said. I was free for a time.
But then it seemed every sculpture HAD to carry some pain, some strife, some tinge of loneliness. I purged my hurts and desires into them but never truly let them go. I kept those feelings as fuel to express.
It's a hard way to exist. So I let it go. It may seem like a BIG FAIL to let go of a sim, not sell it, just part with it. But winning comes in many different forms.
I abandoned La Reve for it was never truly my dream. It did not tap into my desires, only my discontent. And when you're only tuning into part of your soul, it's not a whole vision really.
I had worked so hard in SL to find myself, but failure in this grid was the universe's way of saying "Not this way." So I looked at the girl in the mirror, and I figured her out. She's pretty okay.