Loneliness is my least favorite thing about life. The thing that I'm most worried about is just being alone without anybody to care for or someone who will care for me.

Life for me these days is a lot about letting the unknown be wonderful.

I had a dream. And it came true.

My feeling about growing up in New Jersey was, 'How come I'm not in New York?' That being said, I'm older and I have a better worldview now, and so I think I grew up in an incredibly privileged position. The town I grew up in is beautiful. I got a great education, and I'm very grateful for it.

There's something very addictive about people pleasing. It's a thought pattern and a habit that feels really, really good until it becomes desperate.

There's an obsessive quality to it that I thought I would've grown out of by now. It's an ongoing source of shame for me.

I love the short-haired lifestyle.