Too bad you’re too intelligent.

Turning out to be excessively and unnecessarily intelligent as you grow, when your upbringing and circumstances were not for it, is an illness. An ugly curse that lays heavy on your head. It’s annoying, it’s so lame. It’s depressing, it is depression itself.

How far have I come?
How far have I strayed?

Date

27 August 2022

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