I'm not really good at anything! [A soft laugh and she crosses off another hellish triangle excercise.]

So I don't really know what I'm supposed to do when I'm older...I'm not cut out to be a wrestler...Definitely, not at all...

Too small, and weak, and clumsy. [She raises her arm, patting what is essentially an invisible bicep.]

The best art is made for the sake of art and the artist itself, not as a means for making money. And if you're relying on your art to make you money, and it doesn't...you might resent your own art. Which, I think, would be really sad.

[Takes a sip of the hot chocolate she'd been neglecting.]

There was this independent wrestler who was really frustrated, because he couldn't make it to the big time, or even get booked on one of the larger independent promotions...Despite that, he was really, really skilled at his craft. He got so negative and down on himself and his wrestling, that he eventually retired, because wrestling for a living the way that he wrestled just stopped being realistic.

It was sad....So, I definitely wouldn't want to be in that position.