My name is Klara and I am 34 years old.

Before I tell you what I do today, I would like to share my story with you.

For a long time, I thought there was something wrong with me.

And my parents thought so too.

At home and at school, I was the "different" child – full of energy, often misunderstood and sometimes overwhelmed by my own emotions.

It wasn't a word, it wasn't a label. It was my everyday life.

I screamed, cried, broke things without really knowing why.

I was impulsive, unpredictable, and exhausting for my parents.

Guilt and worry gnawed away at them.

Often lost in thought.

Impulsive.

Reactive.

Incomprehensible.

My parents were at a loss and felt guilty.

Meetings with teachers became routine.

"Your daughter talks all the time. She doesn't listen.

She disrupts the class. She is... different."

And over and over again: "Is she being seen by a specialist?"

They were even called in at the leisure centre.

Again.

Always.

They had had enough.

Not of me.

But of no longer knowing what to do.

And me? I was doing my best. But nothing seemed to help.

Brilliant one day, a failure the next.

Top of the class… then excluded.

I could read before year one… but couldn't concentrate in class.

Unstable, unpredictable, misunderstood.

I spent my entire childhood struggling through a world that didn't know what to do with me.

A world where I had no place.

Or rather… where I didn't fit into any box.

My parents tried.

With all their might. But without any lasting success.

The strategies failed.

The advice was contradictory.

The judgements, however, were constant.

And then, one day… something changed.

Not my behavior.

Not my surroundings.

But within me.

At 20, I began to reflect.

To question everything.

To understand.

Why had all the "advice" never worked?

Why were my emotions so intense and so sudden?

Why did this system want to correct me instead of listening?

I spent hours – weeks – analyzing my experiences.

Self-analysis. Research. Observation. Reflection.

And little by little, I understood.

The problem wasn't me.

Nor my parents.

Nor my behavior.

The real problem was that everything focused only on the outside:

Changing the environment, punishing, rewarding, imposing rules… But I never learnt to regulate myself from within.

To understand my own brain.

To tame my energy. To feel capable.

They wanted me to adapt, not to understand myself.