When I say 98%, it’s because 98% of world population has an IQ lower than mine, according to the WAIS test.

On top of that, my intelligence differs in quality, too. I am able to solve more problems, faster, and I anticipate them.

Because of that, in people’s mind, I must be able to solve all the problems in the world, including my owns. I’m probably engineer at Apple, right arm of Elon Musk, or whatever high career people can imagine. Well, if it was true, if the 2% of highest IQs in the world could resolve anything, we wouldn’t face global crisis, would we ?

I’m not just quantitatively smarter, as I said, I’m also qualitatively smarter. For instance, my thoughts are like a tree (one thought produces a recursive tree of sub-thoughts, instantly), whereas regular people have linear thoughts. This allows me to quickly anticipate any consequences to a specific event. It also causes me to express myself badly, because the flow rate of my thoughts is much larger than what I can express, and I must get even slower to be understood by my audience.

To feed that intelligence, I learn as much as I can, on as many subjects as I’m interested in, since the age of 5. So I have a vast general culture.

My main interests are, in order, development, computers, microcontrollers, electronics. But I have studied a lot of other fields, like (paleo)anthropology, paleontology, entomology, physics, chemistry, history, geopolitics, laws. I’m that good at this.

But, I guess, being born too late (1983) and at the wrong place (France), cursed me, if I’d believe in curses.

I say my kind of intelligence, for what it implies, is a disability: after all, lack of intelligence is a disability, so people must begin to accept the idea that it is possible to be “too” intelligent, and experiencing it as a disability.

This disability is expressed, at least, in three ways:

* at work, I’ve been threatened with death by my colleagues, because I worked better than them, faster than them, had a better relations with the end users, and because I was praised by my superior; in other companies, my direct superior couldn’t get along with me because I wa the one with good ideas and perfect execution, so he couldn’t take credit for them, so I got fired ; ultimately, coworkers can’t bear me because they feel like noobs compared to me, direct hierarchy can’t bear me because they are – wrongly – afraid I want to take their position, and top of the hierarchy doesn’t want to keep someone that introduce such conflicts…
* at home, I must have cut dialog with my family because I couldn’t care anymore for my mother’s toxicity and my father’s jealousy. It’s a bit more complicated but I won’t expand here, not my point, just keep in mind it’s related to my pragmatism, their inability to understand me, to behave with me
* with people: I’m surrounded with people believing that WiFi causes cancer, that there’s an afterlife, or who don’t mind if Facebook has the ownership of their lives, so, evidently, I try to teach them, and I’m yet not sure if it’s me poorly explaining, or if it’s them thinking I’m patronizing them, but if they come home one time, they usually don’t come a second time.

So, I’m unemployed, with no family beyond my wife, with just one friend. Thanks they understand me and how I function.

The very sad part in my story is that my intelligence is going to trash because of my birth year, which is too late for the things I would have been interested to work on, mainly the first computers and Internet, and in the wrong place, France, because you have to get degrees to do what you want. I want to do research in interfaces with machines, not just for humans: I have a basic knowledge that I can expand faster than everybody else, I exactly know how to conduct my research, but I’m denied because I don’t have the right diploma.

Intelligence as a disability is not yet a thing, but it actually exists, not for all of the “2%”, some get along with their super powered mind, but not all of them, and it implies things like social isolation, insomnias, lack of self esteem, but therapists and doctors are still looking for anxiety, but there is really nothing to cure. It’s a disability (if felt this way), not a disease.

I write this post for those who feel the same, who feel their intelligence is limiting their well-being, mostly by lack of recognition. I hope we’ll find people that understand our true value and what we can bring to the world. And I hope that all the egotistic assholes that denied us to do what we wanted will realize how dumb they were.