She regarded herself as an oddball.
It was during her final year at university studying human sciences that she felt that the need to conform with the sorts of things that young women of her age were supposed to, was not what she wanted. The whole business of fighting for the attention of boys and the trouble it caused with other girls was so pointless. There was also the endless struggle of going through clothes shops trying to find things that would make her look trendy at all times. Added to this was the ongoing issue of always having to be so very cool. It really was quite silly. None of this was the way she wanted to live.
It was shortly after getting her degree that she discovered a different way. Not far from where she lived there was a nunnery. Curiosity drove her to research the place along with the general subject of taking orders. She saw that, although young, she was just old enough to be accepted. She learnt that this would involve spending time in daily mental prayer, giving time to daily spiritual reading, completing designated chores and observing the rule of silence.
Her enthusiasm made her want to share what she had found. However, she soon realised that discussing this with any of her friends was well-nigh impossible.
These same friends would often wonder what became of her.