You have said exactly how I feel and think most of the time. I know from a school nurse telling me that I have a 140 IQ, and numerous self-tests since then have confirmed it. I was in honor society all throughout school, and in college, where I got an associate's degree in liberal arts. The problem is, I dropped out and went back 3 times just to get that. I have no focus, and my emotional rollercoaster and avoidance of people and social situations has ruined my life and wasted all of my potential.

So, am I conceited? Sometimes, about my intelligence, yes. The fact that the average IQ is 100 is frightening to me, and dealing with people on a daily basis is frustrating and annoying. The funny thing is, I don't have any social problems when I run into people who think like me and are intelligent enough to have a philosophical conversation with. Then, interaction just naturally flows. But, with 90% of people, I feel like I'm an alien. On one hand, I know I'm smarter than them, but on the other, I feel completely inferior because I'm not "normal." I am very self-conscious about my looks, and I feel like I don't fit anywhere. So, I guess those feelings of inferiority balance out my conceit about my intelligence, so I don't too often come off as being a jerk. I guess I would be considered conceited, if I didn't feel so completely disfunctional.

I seem to have intelligence radar. I can usually tell within 5 minutes of talking to someone whether or not they "get it," and if I can relate to them or not. It's funny; most of the people I've met who are bipolar are "my kind" of people. Most of the people I've heard from in the forums seem really intelligent and insightful. Are insanity and intelligence co-occuring conditions? Does intelligence cause emotional instability? I don't know, but I think more studies should be done on it.

Here it is Sunday afternoon, and I haven't left the house since Thursday (I took Friday off work). The weather is beautiful and I know I should get out, but to where? WalMart? There's nowhere to go and nothing to see, so I trap myself in my own little prison, where I don't have to deal with anyone. Well, tomorrow I have to go back to work, so it's back to trying to function and act "normal."