"Others have tried and not succeeded, though you're certainly allow to try," Barrett chuckled, "It comes really with not giving much off a damn what people think of you. I know I'm awesome, so why should I worry about anyone else." He contorted his face into expression as if that should be obvious. Though if he had to think seriously about it, some may get through to him, if they ever got close enough, but it's not like his parents or friends had succeeded, so he didn't think it was possible.

"And besides isn't life more fun being confident? From what I've seen seems the way. So fake it til you make it right?" his voice, slipped into a bit of a serious tone for a second, remembering how he'd been in high school. Still adventurous and in to everything, but less sure of himself, more concerned with other's approval, until he just decided it wasn't worth it. Like he did with most things. Why be concerned, when you can move past it?