The Root Of The Problem I Have

I'm An Artistic Kind Of Person. I Draw. I've Drawn My Whole Life. When You Have An Imaginative Mind, I Think The Artistic Form Manifests Itself In Different Ways. When I Was Younger, I Used To Draw Murals For People.

It Helps Me When I Help People.

I Can Work Myself Up Into A Fearful, Paralyzing State Of Mind That Can Last For Days, Weeks Even Months Where I Feel Mad, Totally Isolated And Alone, Overwhelmed And Completely Out Of Control.

For Me, It's All About The Haircut. I Don't Have A Lot Of Hair To Style, So I Keep It Nice And Fresh And Tight. I Actually Go To The Barbershop Every Five Days. As Soon As Your Haircut Is On Point, You Have To Make Sure Your Outfit Is Fully Ironed, You Smell Good, And You Have Clean Sneakers On. Pretty Much The Head-to-toe Look.

When I Look For Self-help Books For Myself, I Used To Be Scared That I Was Going To Pick Up A Book That Would Depress Me Even More.