Called being extremely smart. Hi, I'm BoardUser and I am here to tell my story. I made a post on grandiosity. I can't really make sense of grandiosity without talking about my intelligence, how it affects me, etc.
I am 147 on the Adult Wechsler IQ test, which is 3 standard deviations above the mean or the 99.9th percentile. My verbal IQ is 175, which is high enough that it can't be measured accurately.
All my life I have found myself in situations where I think I am the smartest person in the room. Often by a very significant margin. In fact, most of what is "grandiose" about me is not delusional. I have only met a handful of people smarter than me, not including professionals (doctors, professors, etc.) who are displaying their specialized, crystalline intelligence and not the general, fluid intelligence measured in IQ.
Ok, you can put away the tissue paper. Please note that extreme intelligence is rare and incurable, but with any luck I may live for 40 or 50 more years!
How does this affect me?
1) I have no need to manipulate or control large groups of people. They are incapable of appreciating how brilliant I am. If there is a group, I always approach the smartest people (or let them approach me) and proceed to mirror them until they like me, then we start talking.
2) Conversely, I find it incredibly hard to relate to people that I cannot identify with. Talking to them cannot make me feel good because even if they listen, they cannot appreciate what I have to say. I am not just intelligent, I am *exceptionally* intelligent.
3) I judge myself for these tendencies, shame myself etc. I am trying to be accepting enough that I can express myself, but it is very hard for me to develop any empathy for what "cursed" me with my PD, my intellect and the ego stroking I received as a child.
4) Emotional awareness is difficult. I do not think this is a result solely of my intellect, but there are times that the verbal side of my brain / thinking verbal thoughts "takes over" and displaces my emotions. I do not believe this is considered a psychological defense but this has been my experience.
5) Perfectionism. I am in the 99.9th percentile for intellectual potential. I should be in the 99.9th percentile for achievement. But "doing my best" can put me on an edge. If I start doing really well it puts me in a position where I am bound to fail. The first sign of failure can shatter my motivation to achieve my potential. Underachieving has gotten me through college and only a middle ranking law school, when I needed the best to challenge me. I love to apply myself but I cannot handle failure.
6) False persona. I am not trying to go into theoretical turf here. I am not totally uninterested in people who are not at my lofty height. Its just that I am uninterested in many of the social interactions that are routine or necessary. I actually feel like I am at my most "manipulative" when I am in these interactions, because I have to fake my emotional response, my interest in the other person, my interest in what they are talking about, etc. I fear being exposed as either arrogant or fraudulent. When you do this enough, it starts to become habitual (lack of emotional awareness). There are some times when I feel strongly enough about a person, but 90% of the time I can't tell whether I am acting or it is real.
7) Distorted self image. I have a hard time viewing myself as a whole person. I have flaws in how I relate to people, they seem terrible. My intellect is amazing. I have emotional needs: when I think about my needs I feel vile, base. Emotional needs are so common. Outside of the control of my intellect. My intellect is amazing. I am attractive, but when someone comes on to me after only seeing how I look it disgusts me. They are looking at a mere bag of flesh, but my intellect is amazing. (repetition intended to mimic my thought process about myself).
8 ) I assume people view me through my distorted self image. This makes it hard for me to deal with non-structured personal relationships. But my focus on relating only one part of me to other people has made me hollow at times. I imagine that other people see me the way I see myself, a shining beacon
One thing that I will say is that I don't consider myself very exploitative. I generally avoid interacting with the mass of humanity because they bore me. I get supply from people who I can identify with, I consider them real people and not toys.
I can observe all the ways I have been harmed by my overvaluation of my intelligence, agree that it is objectively harmful, etc. but at the end of this post I am smiling.
I am looking the beast in the eyes, I can see how warped I am. But the beast is smiling at me. He brings his head closer to me, whispers into my ear. "You are so special!" And I smile. Because apparently I still love this.