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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.

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

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.