 Just fake it till you make it, essentially. I just felt there was so much in me to say, but I didn't want to touch my creativity because my best friend, which is my mind, had, you know, my imagination had turned on me and I was no longer a place I could trust. But then I started writing and I ended up writing 250,000 words on my phone whilst Jet was on top of me. And that became my memoir, What Have I Done?