Ah, but I don’t always do well as a normal people, Juhi. I occasionally do odd things, or I don’t react “properly” to whatever (just ask my sister) (or some of the poor women who have suffered through first dates with me), or I don’t read a person the right way and respond inappropriately. Linda (and later Deb) accepted me as I was instead of trying to “fix” me — Linda was the first one who made me feel like I wasn’t broken.