I have an extremely high IQ. As a 13 year old teenager I was professionally tested to have an Intelligence Quota of 145 points, putting me into the realms of genius. I have close to an Eidetic memory, making it difficult to forget anything. That comes it's own string of problems like when it comes to knowing things that I perhaps shouldn't or don't want to. I can proficiently play 4 instruments and I don't enjoy music. There are many other quirks and knowledges that I possess.
It isn't as nice as it sounds - It really isn't. I blog here because I feel there are some people here who may be able to use my experiences for themselves. If there is anywhere for misunderstood, awkward geniuses, it is a frivolous forum for hacking consoles. I keep a lot of things to myself, so it feels nice to say things in a public forum for a change. So even if you read and think it's rediculous, I enjoyed the time I used to write. After all, it's another way to procrastinate.
As I get older, many things change in my life, as they should. But being intelligent has more downsides than upsides. If I'm honest, it's fucking awful.
Firstly, I'm sleeping much less. It isn't that i'm not tired, I don't feel as though I need to sleep and therefore I stop being able to. I sleep about 4 hours a night, if I'm lucky. It's an uncomfortable existence. I wake up tired everyday and I go to bed exhausted with little relief.
Secondly, I suffer with mental illness. If you read or saw my last blog, I explained my struggles with DID or Dissociative Identity Disorder. Intelligent individuals are more likely to be emotionally unstable.
Thirdly, I have very few friends and tend to alienate strangers. It isn't that I don't want to connect but I struggle to do so. I'm anomalous, awkward and people don't enjoy the company of someone who isn't very good at making 'normal' conversation. I can give you three facts about whales in the space of five seconds, but I can't make a meaningful connection. Being a lonely child does that to you I suppose.
A continuation of the third - I'm a dick. Blunt indeed but it is true. I'm not really a nice person and for many years I wondered why nobody enjoyed my company. I blamed them when I was the unlikeable person. I'm manipulative and deceptive, where being a good liar is often a symptom of an intellectual...or a psychopath.
Fourth, I find it hard to focus. Whilst mental illness is often a symptom of high intelligence, trivial pursuits are also an unexpected side-effect. I would rather build something out of the rubbish on my desk than do any work. Leonardo da Vinci was apparently a notorious doodler and procrastinator. He could have had ADHD, even. Even now, I could sit here trying to see how many different sounds I can get out of one ale bottle rather than to do anything constructive.
Lastly, I have a highly addictive personality. As I feel as though I alienate others, suffer to make connections with others including my own wife and children - I drink. No, I don't take drugs but many intelligent people do, as we seek out ways to alter our consciousness, perhaps unconsciously. Ever tried Absinthe? Dont. Just keep those urges at arm's length.
So if the next time you ponder what it could be like to have the same IQ as Napoleon Bonaparte, think about what kind of personality you would have. That could be a bad example. Maybe I recieved the short end of the stick. But all of the geniuses I've met through Mensa meetings are also troubled individuals. So if you're intelligent, be careful and resist dangerous temptations - they can be your downfall.
It isn't as nice as it sounds - It really isn't. I blog here because I feel there are some people here who may be able to use my experiences for themselves. If there is anywhere for misunderstood, awkward geniuses, it is a frivolous forum for hacking consoles. I keep a lot of things to myself, so it feels nice to say things in a public forum for a change. So even if you read and think it's rediculous, I enjoyed the time I used to write. After all, it's another way to procrastinate.
As I get older, many things change in my life, as they should. But being intelligent has more downsides than upsides. If I'm honest, it's fucking awful.
Firstly, I'm sleeping much less. It isn't that i'm not tired, I don't feel as though I need to sleep and therefore I stop being able to. I sleep about 4 hours a night, if I'm lucky. It's an uncomfortable existence. I wake up tired everyday and I go to bed exhausted with little relief.
Secondly, I suffer with mental illness. If you read or saw my last blog, I explained my struggles with DID or Dissociative Identity Disorder. Intelligent individuals are more likely to be emotionally unstable.
Thirdly, I have very few friends and tend to alienate strangers. It isn't that I don't want to connect but I struggle to do so. I'm anomalous, awkward and people don't enjoy the company of someone who isn't very good at making 'normal' conversation. I can give you three facts about whales in the space of five seconds, but I can't make a meaningful connection. Being a lonely child does that to you I suppose.
A continuation of the third - I'm a dick. Blunt indeed but it is true. I'm not really a nice person and for many years I wondered why nobody enjoyed my company. I blamed them when I was the unlikeable person. I'm manipulative and deceptive, where being a good liar is often a symptom of an intellectual...or a psychopath.
Fourth, I find it hard to focus. Whilst mental illness is often a symptom of high intelligence, trivial pursuits are also an unexpected side-effect. I would rather build something out of the rubbish on my desk than do any work. Leonardo da Vinci was apparently a notorious doodler and procrastinator. He could have had ADHD, even. Even now, I could sit here trying to see how many different sounds I can get out of one ale bottle rather than to do anything constructive.
Lastly, I have a highly addictive personality. As I feel as though I alienate others, suffer to make connections with others including my own wife and children - I drink. No, I don't take drugs but many intelligent people do, as we seek out ways to alter our consciousness, perhaps unconsciously. Ever tried Absinthe? Dont. Just keep those urges at arm's length.
So if the next time you ponder what it could be like to have the same IQ as Napoleon Bonaparte, think about what kind of personality you would have. That could be a bad example. Maybe I recieved the short end of the stick. But all of the geniuses I've met through Mensa meetings are also troubled individuals. So if you're intelligent, be careful and resist dangerous temptations - they can be your downfall.
