You aren't your sister. [It seemed futile and childish to believe that the sister was the model that Jinx should adhere to.] Do you honestly think any of us turned out as our parents wanted us to?

[He sat back in his chair and observed Jinx for a long quiet moment, reading her body language. Then he sighed from his nose.] You are who you are, Jinx. You are who you were meant to be. If your sister, your parents, and anyone whose opinion you do value can't accept that then there is likely nothing you can do or say to change their mind. We can only be the people that we are, and denying yourself will only foster resentment and deeper unhappiness.