DOROTHY DIX: Comfort for Girl Who Thinks She Has Spoiled Her Life.
[The Welland-Port Colborne Evening Tribune, 1 October 1931]
DEAR MISS DIX- I am a young girl in my twenties and have a hard road to travel because through love I stumbled off the straight and narrow path. I live in a small town and everyone knows about me and everyone stares at me and gossips about me. I haven’t a job. I haven’t a home. I haven’t a mother and father but am living with my sister, and I am so miserable I thought of taking poison. What would you do?
UNHAPPY
First, put all thoughts of suicide out of your mind. Don’t add cowardice to your other weaknesses. You have made a mistake, but you are young and have plenty of time in which to retrieve your error and to find life worth living again.
Keep this thought in your mind all the time; That you are not going to let fate down you. You are not going to quit. You are not going to let one wrong thing wreck your whole existence. You are going to make good in spite of everything.
Then fit yourself to do something by which you can make a good living. If your family is not able to send you to any school where you can learn a trade, go to the woman who is the best cook in your town and work in her kitchen until she teaches you how to bake bread and pies, and cakes and fry chicken and roast meat that will make any mouth water. Them when you are a blue-ribbon cook, go to the nearest city and get a job cooking until you can do something else. But there are mighty few jobs that pay better than the chef’s. What you will get will depend on your skill.
But get away from the little town which you lived and in which everybody knows your story. Nowhere else in the world are people’s judgements so hard nor their memories so long as in Main Street and as long as you live there you will have your disgrace thrown in your face and never be allowed to forget it.
Go away where people do not know you. Get a fresh start and never, never under any circumstances tell any human being your story.
DOROTHY DIX
Sisters Comment: We have space at the Convent of Less Said for young women who have travelled the road of disgrace and need lodgings to find their inner peace. Our very own Sister Mary Harry, Convent Social Convenor, has offered her services to help you in your distress. We can always use a cook. As we are a cloistered house, your secret will be most certainly safe with us.
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