Woman of the Universe #4

         Wouldn’t it be great? If only we could listen to other people's mental conversations! Life would be so effortless! 
Currently she had to figure out, unwind and unravel their mind; if only she’d have the ability to listen to their thoughts, her work would be so facile. But then again, she’d get bored. It was a fact, after all if there was no challenge, no fire, no thrill to her work, what on earth would keep her going?

 She loved what she did, she did it even before she studied about it. The human mind was and is her favorite playground. She always had a way with understanding the deepest meanings out of simple actions performed. People would be astonished as to how simply she'd break free what they've been hiding for so long. 
Although, eventually she realized that There was no turning off that inner psychologist! This in turn made all her human interactions and relationships suffer. At one point she literally started to find a motive behind every kind gesture done toward her. Incidents like these led to people she cared about being pushed away from her over time. It was hard to find friends to appreciate a girl with that kind of penetrating intellect. 
She often thought, “If only it was that easy to unravel and resuscitate my own mind. If only…."

She knew she was good, and she knew that she had to use her forte for a higher purpose. Highly aware about her talent to read someone’s behavior and mind, without them even noticing, she learned to implement it as a drug. A drug for individuals who needed it, individuals who she would help. She had to learn to know that line between helping and hurting. She had to find this balance so she’d never hurt the people she loved, so that she’d never hurt herself. For this was the only way to salvage herself, her love, her life… the Balance.