In this not-so-lighthearted chat, Tori and Jo Aiden dig into the greatest hits of Jo’s life—11th grade angst, dead-dad trauma, and the never-ending hobby of grief management. Love and trust? About as reliable as gas station sushi. Still, between the plot twists of pain and the awkward comedy of trying to heal, Jo manages to remind us that the human spirit is annoyingly hard to kill. Self-discovery isn’t a sunrise stroll; it’s more like tripping over your own baggage in the dark—and laughing when you realize the baggage is you.