I spent a good third of this book trying to think about what the writing of Lex Croucher reminded me off - their YouTube channels that I used to watch, a podcast I'd listened to - then I realised. Myself. Croucher's honesty and realism while avoiding toxic positivity reminds me a lot of my own columns, which is probably why I liked this book so much. Croucher writes in such an accessible way that reading it felt like having a WhatsApp conversation with my best friend, who incidentally also reminds me that my friends don't hate me and I'm not a burden.