“Kids would tease me all the time. They’d say I got flies on me and I smell like onions. There was one nickname that stuck: Dirty Ass Unicorn. I had a wart on my forehead. It was spiky and big and I could not hide it. All I could do was hurt myself. I would take scissors and try to cut off my horn. it would bleed down my face. Hurting myself made them stop hurting me and care about me. Finally I went to a doctor and they burn that s–t off.” People Magazine