Thank you for accepting me here.
If I tell you that I registered more than eight months ago, you will understand what an enormous step writing here represents for me.

I have noticed that those who come here to share their plight usually do so to talk about their children. I am 50 and I am here for myself. I have been "ill-fitted" (for lack of a better word) to this world for as long as I can remember.

All these years, I have tried very hard to change myself, to adapt to my environment, to blend in. All these years, I have tried to understand why I was so gifted in certain areas and at the same time really stupid and clumsy. And why I never ceased to consistently sabotage my own existence.

To make a long story short, five years ago, I went to see a psychotherapist (there is only one who speaks my language here, therefore, no choice) who asked me if I had ever read a certain essay (For the life of me, I can't remember the title, I only remember that there was the word 'child' in it). I googled the title and the description of the symptoms that were dealt with in the book matched mine almost exactly.

Although I believe I am now too old for anything to be done to improve my situation, I reckon opening up wouldn't hurt.

Thanks to those who took the time to read that. Have a nice day.