Meretricious
ERRONEOUS ENTRY.
- Apr 2, 2023
- 46
This may seem quite silly, but is anyone suicidal because of their intelligence?
Earlier this year I watched a Lex Friedman podcast interviewing Karl Deisseroth, discussing intelligence and depression... and the links between the two. Apparently, the more intelligent one is, the more likely they are to be depressed, and the severity and duration of the depression worsens as intelligence heightens.
I've been depressed and suicidal since age seven (7), also my first suicide attempt. I have treatment resistant major depression.
I often feel and think that I'm too intelligent for [even living] life, especially when we live in a "lowest common denominator" type world, where stupidity, sexualization of everything, ignorance, objectification, exploitation, and sixty (60) second YouTube shorts make up nearly the entirety of modernity (and has for decades, continually exacerbated as time passes).
I am shunned for my smarts, skill sets, and insights. I am punished for helping others and giving genuine, efficient advice, assistance, and/or insight. I eventually lost connections and relationships I had in life because people "felt too inferior around me," instead of learning from me, in example (and I'm happy to teach, by the way). I'm looked down upon for my speech patterns, pronunciation, and diction, because I don't mumble my way through life and actually clearly say letters such as "t," in example. People, even strangers, often ask me if I'm a foreigner, strictly because of how I speak and communicate, and it's sometimes even one of the first questions I'm asked. I wish I were a foreigner because my country is a fucking joke, riddled with only punchlines. I'm utterly ashamed to be considered of this country, and I'd revoke my citizenship in a heartbeat, if it were an available option.
Whenever I meet someone more intelligent than I am, I'm immediately interested in them and excited - because this could be another learning opportunity and/or a great relationship to build! I have rarely met someone more intelligent than I am, but I also haven't been all around the world to search for people. Ha. I love to learn and expand my knowledge. But, I often find I can't apply said knowledge in such an empty, ostracizing, depraved, regressing world - and it only seems to spread throughout cultures and societies.
I know that there are instances of intelligent people strictly using their intelligence to take advantage of others, and I'm definitely NOT that statistic. My actions back up my words and promises, and people have noticed that. I'm empathetic and compassionate, and I put others before myself, especially those I hold dear. I often end up being screwed over and/or taken advantage of, BECAUSE of my empathy, compassion, and kindness. So, yes, I know it's an odd, even rare combination, to be both an intellectual and an empath; but I exist. Both my emotional intelligence and intelligence are easily and quickly noticed by others, so I don't think I'm being mistaken for an intelligent, emotionless, ice cold, tyrant.
I don't have anything in common with the people I meet, befriend, date, etcetera. I'm too different from others and it causes a deep feeling of loneliness and only resurfaces my abandonment issues. I'm beyond irrelevant. Where does one go from there?
I don't have a problem with solitude, but too much of ANYTHING can permanently debilitate and/or kill you...
Am I just a pussy, or is this something other intelligent souls experience and/or feel? I'm so sick of having to lower my bar/standards just to make a friend or get along with someone; I've only done it a few times, but I always regret doing it in the end.
Earlier this year I watched a Lex Friedman podcast interviewing Karl Deisseroth, discussing intelligence and depression... and the links between the two. Apparently, the more intelligent one is, the more likely they are to be depressed, and the severity and duration of the depression worsens as intelligence heightens.
I've been depressed and suicidal since age seven (7), also my first suicide attempt. I have treatment resistant major depression.
I often feel and think that I'm too intelligent for [even living] life, especially when we live in a "lowest common denominator" type world, where stupidity, sexualization of everything, ignorance, objectification, exploitation, and sixty (60) second YouTube shorts make up nearly the entirety of modernity (and has for decades, continually exacerbated as time passes).
I am shunned for my smarts, skill sets, and insights. I am punished for helping others and giving genuine, efficient advice, assistance, and/or insight. I eventually lost connections and relationships I had in life because people "felt too inferior around me," instead of learning from me, in example (and I'm happy to teach, by the way). I'm looked down upon for my speech patterns, pronunciation, and diction, because I don't mumble my way through life and actually clearly say letters such as "t," in example. People, even strangers, often ask me if I'm a foreigner, strictly because of how I speak and communicate, and it's sometimes even one of the first questions I'm asked. I wish I were a foreigner because my country is a fucking joke, riddled with only punchlines. I'm utterly ashamed to be considered of this country, and I'd revoke my citizenship in a heartbeat, if it were an available option.
Whenever I meet someone more intelligent than I am, I'm immediately interested in them and excited - because this could be another learning opportunity and/or a great relationship to build! I have rarely met someone more intelligent than I am, but I also haven't been all around the world to search for people. Ha. I love to learn and expand my knowledge. But, I often find I can't apply said knowledge in such an empty, ostracizing, depraved, regressing world - and it only seems to spread throughout cultures and societies.
I know that there are instances of intelligent people strictly using their intelligence to take advantage of others, and I'm definitely NOT that statistic. My actions back up my words and promises, and people have noticed that. I'm empathetic and compassionate, and I put others before myself, especially those I hold dear. I often end up being screwed over and/or taken advantage of, BECAUSE of my empathy, compassion, and kindness. So, yes, I know it's an odd, even rare combination, to be both an intellectual and an empath; but I exist. Both my emotional intelligence and intelligence are easily and quickly noticed by others, so I don't think I'm being mistaken for an intelligent, emotionless, ice cold, tyrant.
I don't have anything in common with the people I meet, befriend, date, etcetera. I'm too different from others and it causes a deep feeling of loneliness and only resurfaces my abandonment issues. I'm beyond irrelevant. Where does one go from there?
I don't have a problem with solitude, but too much of ANYTHING can permanently debilitate and/or kill you...
Am I just a pussy, or is this something other intelligent souls experience and/or feel? I'm so sick of having to lower my bar/standards just to make a friend or get along with someone; I've only done it a few times, but I always regret doing it in the end.