I had a bad heart attack 20 years ago: I think I slid off the mortal coil for about 30 seconds.

How many times I could have died before now, and in how many different ways. And yet I came close only once: a speeding sedan ran a red light, hit three other vehicles, and jack-knifed into my rear wheel split second after I’d stepped out of my parked car. A bystander described the scene to me later. “You were a millimetre away from losing your legs,” he said.

A trip to a Macedonian refugee camp that I switched out of, to go at a later date. Those who took my place were killed in a horrific car accident.

When the media, en masse, reported my imminent demise.

A really bad habit of eating sweets before I go to sleep.

In order to raise money to pay for myself to go to the National Youth Theatre, I performed a medley of my drama school speeches and some songs for my entire school. Considering I can’t sing, this was terrible. I did U Remind Me by Usher and Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T’s. They paid £2 each – basically, to laugh at me.

To find as many moments to laugh as possible.

I would really love to know my parents as an adult. I lost my dad when I was 14 and my mum when I was 20.

Called me the N-word.

After losing my mum still managing to finish drama school, because that was really difficult. I lost her in the first year.