I got picked on a lot, even by teachers too. I liked to listen to musicals and bake, and my homeroom teacher found out and mocked me in front of the whole class for baking.

He liked baking. His job was his hobby and his hobby was his job.

Mother's Day is a torment if your mother is dead. Valentine's Day is a torment if you don't got one. And at some point in our lives, we will be tormented by Valentine's Day even if we're relatively lucky in love.

Baking is too precise for me. I cook with a pinch of this or that.

I'm allergic to dogs, so I couldn't even adopt what gay men typically adopt when they have that maternal gene.

My hair has been mocked a lot.