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At this point I existed in a depressed fog, and struggled with life. I was a barely functional entity. What is the purpose of school when you exist in a social vacuum? I had no friends. There was no imprint of myself left on others in a way meaningful to me. I could not get any traction with anyone to build off of, to get feedback on what I doing wrong. It wasn’t until I was twenty that I was given my first major foot hold; being told explicitly by someone how trying it could be to interact with me. It was the first time in my life someone had ever given me something so blunt, so constructive that I could recognize it. I internalized the tangible feedback immediately, rolled it around, and treasured this criticism that let me know I could be a difficult individual to get along with.