Welcome back to advice session. A series here on Anything Goes, where you send in your current

dilemmas or anything. And I mean literally anything you want advice on. And then I give you my

unprofessional advice. And today's topic is human coexistence. But more specifically, actually,

the complexity of living with other human beings

under the same roof, okay? And I'm going to be honest with you. I don't have the most experience

with this. When I was five, my parents got divorced. And so I ended up living half and half with both of them. But they both worked a lot,

which meant I spent a lot of my childhood and young adult, well, I guess teenage life, home alone.

And on top of that, when they were home, they both left me alone. Like, we didn't necessarily hang out that much.

Do you know what I'm saying?

Like, at my mom's house, we didn't always eat dinner together.

It was kind of like, it depends.

At my dad's house, like, he had hobbies that he liked to do.

I had homework to do.

Like, it kind of felt like my entire

childhood and teenagehood were sort of alone. And I don't think that was a negative thing at all.

But it just meant that it kind of felt like I was living alone. And then when I turned 17,

I moved out and I moved to Los Angeles, completely by

myself. And so from age 17 to now, I've been living completely alone. I've never had a roommate.

I've never moved in with a boyfriend, living completely alone. And listen, there have been

phases where I've been in a really intimate

group of friends and we've had sleepovers multiple times a week. I've had experiences where I've been

dating someone and we're so into each other that we want to sleep over at each other's houses

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