I Feel Privileged, To Be Honest.

That's A Difficult Question, Because To Consider Yourself A Rebel Is Sort Of Ridiculous.

The Truth Is, I've Always Been Wracked With Self-loathing And Terrible, Paralysing Depression.

I Was Always Embarrassed Because My Dad Wore A Suit And My Mother Wore Flat Pumps And A Cozy Jumper While My Friends' Parents Were Punks Or Hippies.

We're Living In A Time When People Are Struggling To Appear Perfect.

I Feel Privileged, To Be Honest.