Thank you, Earthling. I believe in authenticity. It has a root in how we were raised and thought to value ourselves and our environment. I have one nasty habit; when I even doubt the authenticity of other people, I terminate any communication with them, even if that can cause any type of loss for me.

I live a happy life. I do. I struggle with anxiety, depression, and so on, but I am a happy human being. This happiness does not result from "seven-figure bullshit" but fulfilled life. I have a beautiful daughter (8 years old) and few friends, and every day is full of things I like and what is supposed to be liked. I got a small nest of bumblebees on my terrace, and my day start with drinking cocoa or chicory coffee and watching them. They are yellow and brown masterpieces of nature, and you know that when you look around yourself, you will notice many things that brain-washed people do not even notice.

How cool is that?

Every evening I sit on my bicycle, ride to one of the parks in my city and enjoy a book, music, birds, plants.

I got crazy things behind me, and that is cool. I learned something. And today, I am happy again despite everything.

Some people think that I am strange. Should I care about that? Their miserable hunting for money? I don’t have time for that.

Right now, I can hear birds. Do I need more? No, I don’t. And being surrounded by such crazy friends (I was talking with one of them on the phone yesterday; he was in the car; he had to stop as he saw a horse and send me a photo of himself giving a cookie to the horse).

I have a cookie, I will give half of it every day. :)