Five years ago , after her life fell apart and she lost everything that had ever mattered to her , she had just lost all her will and desire to live . She couldn’t face Tina . Neither could she face her friends who always looked up to her . She couldn’t stand it anymore until she decided to embark on a self discovering journey taking her to Europe . From then on , she had hopped on from one country to another , from one city to another , in search of herself , the ” Real Bette Porter ”  . She was trying to find the answers to all the questions that had taken away her peace of mind , that still troubled and haunted her mind . She was trying to find out what went wrong and where . How did she end up in a place like this in her life ??….so lost , so broken ? .

There was no reason , no purpose for her life now . She had spent almost three and a half years there , trying to put back the jumbled pieces of her , now , not so Perfect Life ; trying to make sense of her existence which she hadn’t even come close to , in those three years . The call telling her about her father’s ill health had brought her back to America . The next year and a half she had been there for her father , taking care of him , while he was fighting his losing battle against cancer . She had lost him about six months ago . That was a huge blow to her , knowing that she had lost one more person in her life , one more loved one lost at the hands of fate . She had come undone completely . Whatever pain she had been bottling up inside her until now , was now too much to bear . She couldn’t handle it anymore . It was as if the dam of her emotions ultimately broke up .

It was Kit who had helped her through this . She had stood by her through all the rough and good days . Kit really had been a blessing . It was with Kit’s love and support that she had been able to open up her own gallery and make a new start .