I had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.

I picked books by their covers - the worse the cover, the more I wanted to read it.

I collect things that just look retarded.

I definitely have managed to overcome dyslexia now to become a fully functional human being but things were a lot more difficult when I was younger.

I miss my Dad. My Dad loved cheesy monster movies, so we'd have Godzilla movie marathons. Those are some of my favorite memories, laughing at how the monster outfits were so bad, like black garbage bags for heads.

I didn't read at all until I was 12. I just couldn't. It was too frustrating.

At 12 I dropped out of school but I had lost interest in it at a much earlier age. For me, school was very very stressful.