Whether or not I’m highly intelligent is up for debate—there are certainly skills, such as more mathematical ones, that I have a natural penchant for—but to be classified as highly intelligent requires one to reach the end of a life and have their body of work evaluated in a fair manner. One thing I have observed about myself is that I prefer solitude, or at least a small friend group ranging from 1 to 3 people; 3 being the absolute max. Currently, I have a close friend I text nearly every day and a former college roommate I call about twice a year. That’s evidently enough social engagement for me.
Sure, I do feel a bit lonely, and it probably would feel a bit better to be engaged in a stable, healthy romantic relationship at this stage in life, but I feel now that’s asking for a bit much. Yet, though I’m not sure if I fit into the category of highly intelligent, I do consider myself an ambitious person: I want to achieve great things in my life, and it’s evident from very early on that I’m willing to sacrifice things that a traditional person would not sacrifice to achieve them. It’s not about proving myself to other people, which some of my friends have suggested is my motivation. It’s more about improving my status quo because, ever since I was young, I’ve often thought about my current situation, and the phrase “How does one live like this?” comes to mind.
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