Beyond this article I intend to write uniquely for myself.

It was my intent for way too many years to make the others see through my eyes (by photography) and take the others through my thinking process (by writing). It was my personal story of emotional neglect that made me to attempt to lure the outer world into my inner world, so that the outside can emotionally make sense of me and my atypical life. Also, a relentless personal strive to make myself likable defined my life until now. It took me more than 40 years to become sufficiently good for myself (and not for the outside which I was constantly trying to seduce) and, as a consequence, I became sufficiently lovable for myself. Therefore, I no longer care to elevate myself to the others’ expectations because I no longer aim for their love. As the motto of the website states, I “let go” and I “let be”.

What I defined myself as being me has always been a desert and my life was always an abandoned, ruined, ghost town, with population zero.

I am no longer that way.