I'm soooooo insecure about my intelligence
When other girls look in the mirror and agonise over the size of their hips or the shape of their eyebrows, I look at my test results and agonise over how useless my brain is. I hate my brain. I want to throw it into a bin of petrol and set it ablaze in the middle of the desert and film a video of it in slow motion but of course I'd be dead, so I couldn't do that. I pity my body parts which have to be overruled by such an underperforming brain. It comes with a wonderful ability- the ability to study all I want and still invariably get a poor grade. Not to mention, I'm directionally challenged and utterly face blind. I'm absolutely terrible with anything involving numbers (probably dyscalculic) and a very slow learner. I have absolutely zero luck with time management, I've tried all sorts of planners and apps but I've realised that the problem is, it takes me all day to do one thing. I like reading but suck at reading comprehension and If I write anything, I always have to explain myself because it's incoherent and I don't have the innate ability to reason logically (not to mention a weak grasp of grammar, especially in other languages).I've been trying but it's not natural to me at all. I've gotten in trouble for misinterpreting rules and articulating myself poorly and thus offending people. I've had to learn social cues the hard way. People have to explain to me several times for me to get something so I always feel like a burden and my self confidence lies 6 feet under bedrock. Asinine and all as it sounds, I comfort myself by joking that my mind was set in the mode for another planet or dimension where the laws make perfect sense to me and the folk there can make sense of what I say as well. For a brief window of time, because I got passionate about Japanese, I studied ahead of my class, thus leading me to the delusion that I had a talent for languages after my entire life believing I'm good at nothing. But after studying Japanese for a while and beginning Chinese, I've realised once again that I'm not good at anything and my efforts have nothing to show for. I'm worried one day that I'll get into an abusive relationship with someone who will take advantage of my kindness, submissiveness, naivety and subpar intelligence (I've already been in countless friendships like that), because I'm on a desperate conquest to marry a genius and have children with better neurological genetic makeup than I ended up with. In short, half of me has given up on myself, but the other half is still trying. When I lay down to sleep, I vacillate between thinking I'm too lazy or have a learning disability or a weak conscience/will/sense of discipline or personality. Speaking of bedtime, I sometimes wonder if never going to bed at a reasonable time for my age in my life has had a part to play in this. I've spent countless hours extensively researching what neurological disorder I just might have. I found one called "Executive Functioning Disorder" but I suspect my case is something much rarer and even more severe. I just want to help people, not rely on everyone else's help and become a burden again and again. Anyway, I hope and pray that everyone can find their purpose in life, myself included.