My whole life I was asking myself, whats wrong with me? Why I’m struggling with rudimental social skills, seemingly natural and given to other people? Why I never been successful as a photographer, even with a paramount of talent? Why I’m always so exhausted after social contacts? Why do I have this strong need in being a part of social affiliation? Why relationships exhausting me that much? And fucking why, I’m permanently ending up in such fatal burnout’s and catastrophic situations? Those questions are haunting me my whole life and I never had a coherent answer. I felt like being from other planet, like a salt-water fish forced to live in sweet-water. And even the constant attempt of self-reflection didn’t brought me any helpful answer…