"I don’t know how to be myself. It’s like I’m permanently outside myself. Like, like you can push your hand straight through me if you wanted to. And I can see the type of man that I wanna be versus the type of man that I actually am and I know that I’m doing it but I’m incapable of doing what needs to be done. I am like Pinocchio. I’m a wooden boy, not a real boy. And that kills me."