Yes. Top 2%er IQ wise here.

But, and this is important- IQ is like the measurements on the outside of the cup, it only shows how full it can be, not how full it is, and most importantly says nothing about what it’s filled with. There were probably more nazis with high IQs than saints.

I can “think about my thinking”, and choose from more options how I want to think about a subject.

I can be wrong in my thinking and change it when provided with a better solution or better data.

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I don’t reject uncomfortable truths. I understand there is nothing after death. I wish it was otherwise but can’t ignore the evidence despite humanity’s culturally indoctrinated wishful thinking otherwise.

I see a “big picture”. My definition of “big picture ” means that I’m far enough back that I don’t see “myself” in it. That gives me the ability to see conclusions and concepts that are “outside the box”.

I spot patterns earlier and can separate them from “back ground noise ” and spurious data faster than a lot of people. I’m the one who chooses not to go on the company picnic as the boss always fires someone who went a week later. The boss doesn’t see this pattern, the other workers don’t see the pattern. Everyone else wants to go because of the free booze and sandwiches.

I get bored. Very very bored. Imagine you are 30 and are trapped in a culture determined by the desires and minds of 14 Yr olds. It works great for them, but there’s really not much of interest for you and when you pursue your own interests you are a weirdo iconoclast until they see that your ideas can also be used to make their skateboards go faster and shoot sparks from the trucks… I will probably kill myself once my age makes it too hard to keep myself amused.

I am used to isolation being misunderstood, rejected, and laughed at by those who don’t understand what I’m doing. I am far too used to paranoid managers who realize that they have an employee who is smarter than them. I’m used to.people telling me I’m stupid for wanting to know how something actually works. “Fusion!? Screw that science crap!-the sun is hot because its burning. Stop over thinking stupid!”

I am used to Dr’s and professionals in other fields stopping and looking at me funny when I start discussing the finer points of insulin transport through a cell wall, finer points of nuerochemistry, or other specialist knowledge. It’s taken me years to find doctors I can work with. They are too used to bozos coming in with “but I saw it on the Internet “.

I’m a prodigy burn out, one of the last “educated bums”. Eight years in university, a string of letters behind my name and my diplomas are stacked up, face downin my back porch. My last job before retirement was as a clerk in a legal late night cannabis dispensary in the inner city. My job before that was as an Education and Programming Director at a major art gallery.

I don’t chase after money for money’s sake. Lots of people think I am stupid for not maxing out my career potential, but I get bored with the work, the people and the collateral issues of having to work. So I opted for self sufficiency and an urban peasant lifestyle. I have enough money to see me through to “the end”, and to provide an estate for my daughters. I am bi no means poor, but manage and use money as a tool rather than a fetish.

I am extremely hard to live with. I’m a bit of a slob (organized neatness is a compulsive trait of those who can not remember where everything is), pedantic and often disinterested in things that seem very important (fashion, morality, celebrities, ie). I have been in five serious relationships, and happily bought people houses to get out of them.

I hope this helps, but one thing you are going to find with very high intelligence is that those with it often have frustrating, broken and dysfunctional lives. Each response is going to vary wildly.

To sum it up….

A friend who truly knows me put it like this: “Dustin, you have a mind like a finely tuned sports car, with a 700 hp engine. You live in a world built for tricycles. Have a beer!”

I have a Mensa level IQ. My husband’s was probably around 110 -120. I don’t know for sure because if he ever took an IQ test, he never told me. I know I could grasp higher math and science more than he could.

That said, we loved one another and supported one another through 47 years of marriage. We respected one another. We laughed together. We cried together.

If he didn’t understand something, I explained it until he could. He taught me to drive. We never treated the other as though one was less than the other.

He had more life experience than I as he was 20 years my senior. School was easy for me. He never had much use for formal education until he met me. I supported him in his interests and his desire to change jobs often. He supported me when I went back to school when I was forty. He listened while I told him the exciting new things I was learning even when he wasn’t really interested.

I supported him when he retired and I watched him learn to drive both a bus and a fire truck when he was sixty- five. He learned to parallel park both of them.

He once asked me why I was with someone so less intelligent than I was. I told him I wasn’t. There are more kinds of intelligence than that measured by IQ tests.

Respect, laughter, and love go a long way in leveling any differences two people have. So yes, a relationship can work even if one of the people has a higher IQ than the other.

He passed away a year and a half ago. I miss him acutely.

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