Eat, drink, and breathe?
I am now trying to re-learn how to live, how to be a social human being. I've mentioned before that I'm a burned out husk of a man, and it's actually pretty accurate. Cognitive-behavioural therapy and regular large doses of various types of serotonin reuptake inhibitors help; I've even re-learned how to talk to strangers.
Nah, that's an illusion; I just have a lot of opinions and suggestions.
I am literally addicted to problem solving, and have had this analytical approach to it since I learned to talk. Growing up in the Arctic (68.3°N), I was information-starved, and quickly learned how to pick up skills and integrate information, and how to observe and dissect problems. I've always hated learning by rote, and felt it is a total waste of effort -- the same goes for believing anything just because someone says so, no matter their "authority". Everything interesting has been discovered via questions, so believing something without questioning it feels just utterly worthless and stupid to me, on the visceral level. My family has always appreciated all work (typical non-urban Finnish attitude), and learning and doing whatever you do well, even if it was just shoveling dung. (Not a figure of speech: there are quite a few things you can do to make shoveling dung easier. Cow dung, in particular, is pretty good fertilizer, after it has been partially composted.)
Combine all that with a bunch of weird coincidences and a couple of decades of practical experience as an "adult", and you get lots of practical opinions and sometimes useful suggestions.
The downsides, starting from the genetics, up to deficiencies in social and communications skills, are a major issue. In particular, propagation of these downsides to another generation is definitely, completely out of the question. I wouldn't inflict these even to my worst enemy, and I happen to like kids.
That is also why any condescending or patronizing or superior attitude in anything I write, is honestly a communications failure on my part. (It happens way too often to be something different.) I know for a fact, at the intuitive, visceral level, that I'm not superior in any way to anyone. I do call people idiots often, when they don't apply the analytical and rational skills they have, but it's more to do with disgust at people choosing not to think and apply their skills, rather than having anything to do with lack of ability or intelligence or skill.