Why am I the way I am? Why can’t I just be like everyone else? I hate having learning disabilities. Every day of my life I wonder what my life could have been if I didn’t have all these things wrong with me. It feels like I was never meant to be born. I hate the person I am.
You said in another comment that you deal with misinformation online by just waiting for it to get debunked.
I have completed a masters degree at university. An IQ test showed my IQ is higher than 130. People around me consider me a pretty smart guy.
I have never even thought of your way to deal with misinformation. It’s the simplest thing too, just wait. It’s brilliant too, because it almost never fails and anyone can do it without any practice or training. The source of the misinformation doesn’t matter, if it was spread via the news or on a forum online doesn’t matter… It always works.
It might actually be the perfect solution to this problem. And I never even thought of it! When I read your comment my first thought was “Oh my god that’s brilliant”.
You might not be very intelligent. But you do seem wiser than most. Everyone has their own shortcomings, their insecurities, stuff they hate about themselves. For you it’s your intelligence, for others it is how athletic they are, or their looks, or maybe they really want to grow a beard, they think they’re not sexy enough, not nice enough, want children but can’t have them, or maybe they wake up worrying about their micropenis every day.
I can’t tell you to just love yourself and who you are. I know it’s not that simple. Looking at this in a different way than you probably have all your life is not easy!
I can only offer you this: my girlfriend has an uncle with a severe learning disability, severe autism and he also had a stroke when he was young. He went from an already not very smart carpenter to effectively a man with the brains of a five year old, unable to drive anymore and not able to do his job anymore.
He had to be placed in a care home. He “works” by folding envelopes or sorting lego pieces. And someone needs to explain that to him too, almost every day, again and again.
His brother, my girlfriends dad, is what I can only describe as a shithead. He was violent to her, ignored her wishes and was just cruel. She was traumatized by her youth, because her mother died young because of an accident and he quickly married again, to a total bitch this time. She hates her dad with a passion.
This uncle however is not violent. Never has been either. If another person who is in the care home hits him (some are sadly aggressive and get angry easily), he doesn’t react back. They told him he can push them away, but he refuses. They sent him on a self-defense course, which he did, but he refuses to use what he learned. He says he doesn’t want to.
There isn’t a fiber in that man’s body that is violent. He is never angry with others. He is always happy to see us and enjoys the little things in life.
I consider him a good man. I consider him better than a lot of people I know who are perfectly normal. And that’s probably what he will be remembered for: that he was a good person.
Your friends aren’t your friends because you’re not smart. They probably just like who you are. And if my girlfriend’s uncle can be a good person and happy in life, then I believe that you can be too.
Why am I the way I am? Why can’t I just be like everyone else? I hate having learning disabilities. Every day of my life I wonder what my life could have been if I didn’t have all these things wrong with me. It feels like I was never meant to be born. I hate the person I am.
You said in another comment that you deal with misinformation online by just waiting for it to get debunked.
I have completed a masters degree at university. An IQ test showed my IQ is higher than 130. People around me consider me a pretty smart guy.
I have never even thought of your way to deal with misinformation. It’s the simplest thing too, just wait. It’s brilliant too, because it almost never fails and anyone can do it without any practice or training. The source of the misinformation doesn’t matter, if it was spread via the news or on a forum online doesn’t matter… It always works.
It might actually be the perfect solution to this problem. And I never even thought of it! When I read your comment my first thought was “Oh my god that’s brilliant”.
You might not be very intelligent. But you do seem wiser than most. Everyone has their own shortcomings, their insecurities, stuff they hate about themselves. For you it’s your intelligence, for others it is how athletic they are, or their looks, or maybe they really want to grow a beard, they think they’re not sexy enough, not nice enough, want children but can’t have them, or maybe they wake up worrying about their micropenis every day.
I can’t tell you to just love yourself and who you are. I know it’s not that simple. Looking at this in a different way than you probably have all your life is not easy!
I can only offer you this: my girlfriend has an uncle with a severe learning disability, severe autism and he also had a stroke when he was young. He went from an already not very smart carpenter to effectively a man with the brains of a five year old, unable to drive anymore and not able to do his job anymore.
He had to be placed in a care home. He “works” by folding envelopes or sorting lego pieces. And someone needs to explain that to him too, almost every day, again and again.
His brother, my girlfriends dad, is what I can only describe as a shithead. He was violent to her, ignored her wishes and was just cruel. She was traumatized by her youth, because her mother died young because of an accident and he quickly married again, to a total bitch this time. She hates her dad with a passion.
This uncle however is not violent. Never has been either. If another person who is in the care home hits him (some are sadly aggressive and get angry easily), he doesn’t react back. They told him he can push them away, but he refuses. They sent him on a self-defense course, which he did, but he refuses to use what he learned. He says he doesn’t want to.
There isn’t a fiber in that man’s body that is violent. He is never angry with others. He is always happy to see us and enjoys the little things in life.
I consider him a good man. I consider him better than a lot of people I know who are perfectly normal. And that’s probably what he will be remembered for: that he was a good person.
Your friends aren’t your friends because you’re not smart. They probably just like who you are. And if my girlfriend’s uncle can be a good person and happy in life, then I believe that you can be too.
I wish you all the best.