She is not the right person to tell you what is to be done. She has done what she thought could make her happy in the long run. Call her selfish or mad, she has got her own back. She has run away from places and stayed alone in crowds, fought her own battles, draped her own fabric, built her own weapons and killed her own demons, gotten away from many a toxic touch without any seeming guilt, and been with souls that made her conscience complete. You can criticise her, call her names and tell her about her defeat. But, from where I see, while you compromise and try to fit in, she will liberate her wings. Her victories are less told and her dreams have been built anew, her existence vulnerable yet her strength so true, her passions questionable but the games of her mind? Screw you!