The way we talk to ourselves is just as important as the way we talk to others

I always loved the idea that I had an angel and devil sitting on my shoulders watching over me and making my decisions.

The devil, of course, always would drive you in the wrong direction. The angel, sending you in the direction of good things.

At the age of ten, I realised that it’s not actually an imaginary angel and devil it’s actually your conscience (which is nowhere near as exciting as mini people sitting on your shoulders). Something that I have learned over the last couple of years...