Positivity, and a willingness to accept the changes as they come. Great Hera, I didn’t even know how to speak Greek until I was changed and now I speak it every day.

Most take it for granted, even though on some level they know how strange it must be for me still, how some of my freedom has been taken away, that I’ll never be an ordinary human woman like I’d always taken for granted myself. And I do it with enthusiasm and grace, not letting my altered form or the frequent stares or awkward questions worsen my day. Every day I greet tourists and locals, most of them complete strangers to me, and tour them through Athena’s temple, leading them in their worship or providing them guidance in how to best respect my new deity’s wishes for her sacred temple. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned about myself since I was cursed and slowly transformed, it’s that it’s the change inside that truly counts. But even if my case is unique and strange and weird and curse-related, for all of those you can tell that person’s body has changed against their will in some way. Some people get skin conditions, others lose half their face in a car crash or whatever, I get transformed. My point is, it’s obvious that I was always this way in terms of my body. Ugh, just thinking about it makes my ‘hair’ writhe. After all, I was the one who saw Athena, talked with Athena, was cursed to become this by Athena. I even have my own unwanted worshippers just my very existence in this transformed body has resuscitated the ancient Greek religions to some degree. Others are more academic, and look to me as one of the most significant evidences of real magic in the world. Parents of unruly children tell my story as a cautionary tale to what can happen if you wander off out of sight and touch or do things you shouldn’t.

Hell, the story of how I received the Gorgon’s Curse is famous world-wide.

I know that sounds obvious, looking the way I do.

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