“I wanted to be accepted so bad; not fitting in really hurt. My defense mechanism was humor. I became the class clown, that’s a kind of perceived confidence. And I have the type of social anxiety where I get louder and funnier the more stressed I am. I know I’m not the only person who experiences extreme negativity thrown at them from the internet, there are people in high school right now who have a whole high school talking about them, and they don’t know how they’re going to get through it. So if they can see me get through it on the level and scale I’m experiencing it, maybe they’ll think they can get through it too. I literally could not afford a $5 Jimmy John sandwich, I couldn’t afford to buy $2 frozen pizza. I’d have to get quarters from strangers for gas money.” Vanity Fair

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