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I’m so far along in my growth journey, I’m pretty much unemployable.

I’ve never really learned the art of small talk; it has a place and a purpose, but it’s just not my strength. I don’t pay enough attention to the weather.

Both my kids are wonderful, but they would make good fodder for funny content if I were to take things to an absurd level. But I don’t want to be like one of these comedians who stand up in front of a crowd and say disparaging things about their kids for laughs.

I’m really worried that if I don’t deal with my social anxiety, I’m going to be scared to leave the house when I get older, or are those two separate conditions? Maybe I’ll leave the house to go for a walk, but I’ll check that the neighbour is not in his front yard first, and I’ll do online shopping.

I don't exist within a tribe. I need a tribe, but none of the tribes are quite right for my unique sensibilities. Who are my people?

I want to be one of those people who wear the same outfit every day, same colour, same look; I'd love it. My signature look, but that would mean getting rid of my current wardrobe and getting it right to begin with. It's a costly risk.

Monday.com have spent a fortune on getting me to use their product; I'm not gonna use your damn product. Stop wasting my time and your money.

Snakes aren't really that scary considering they're just a head with a long neck.

I can count on one hand the times I've been in a plane, but I have to use some fingers twice.

My dad's name is Charlie Browne; one of my mates back in school thought that was hilarious. I still don't get the joke.

It's hard to be honest and well-liked; if I have to choose one, I choose honesty. But it comes at a price.