My IQ and the struggles that come with it

It’s not an issue of Google, really. It seems more like you're wrestling with your own complexes, so I guess the title should have been something like "My Personal Issues and My Family," or perhaps "A Thousand Ways Childhood Trauma Can Completely Ruin a Person."

Reading stuff like this just makes me so angry. No parent should ever treat their child like they're less than human. And what if you actually did have a lower IQ? Don't you still deserve love and support from those closest to you? Do you really think people will accept you just because of a number? I'm honestly at a loss for words, especially since I struggle to get enough recognition from my own parents myself.
Go check out the mother-daughter relationship thread over on Reddit.

What can I even say? I guess there are just some things I have to let go of. Regardless, thanks for looking out for me and helping me work through this!

Reddit said:I guess there are just some things I have to let go of.

Just stop wasting your energy on idiots and pointless nonsense. 🙂 Google is nothing more than a number you can easily ignore (honestly, I’ve already forgotten mine 😁). You'll get way more use out of knowing your shoe size 🙂 than any score.

Just live your life and stop falling for stupidity.

Ugh... look, I hate to be the one to say it, but your family is truly 🙄

Just take a second to really think about what would actually change if the results had been different—if you were suddenly the "genius" of the family. Do you honestly believe they’d start treating you better? Like they’d suddenly look at you with some newfound respect or fix the way they relate to you?
In my experience, probably not. There are certain people out there who will never see you as "enough"—they'll always find some microscopic flaw to nitpick, even if you were carved out of solid gold. Honestly, the best thing you can do is make peace with that reality and just accept it for what it is. No amount of data or achievement is going to rewire how they think. My advice? Try to distance yourself as much as possible; they seem determined to underestimate you for no reason at all. You're an adult now, after all, which means you have the agency to minimize those interactions. It doesn't mean you have to harbor this deep-seated hatred for them—definitely not—but when (or rather, *when*) they inevitably try to belittle you again, just let it go in one ear and out the other. 🙂 That’s just who they are, and don't hold your breath waiting for some sudden "epiphany" that turns their toxic attitude toward you into something positive.
At the end of the day, the only thing that matters is that you maintain self-respect, regardless of what they—or anyone else, or some meaningless number on a page—think of you.

Hang in there. 👍

Yeah, I get you. Let me lay it out—not trying to flex, just saying high IQ usually equals more headaches than anything else.

My folks realized early on I wasn't wired like everyone else. I was a hyper kid, couldn't sit still for a second. By age four, they had me going through all sorts of tests, including seeing a psychologist. They ran an IQ test, and I clocked in at 156. My parents used that as an excuse to shove me into school at five because they couldn't handle me at home. While other kids were still struggling to hold a pencil, I was already reading, writing, and crushing math. It wasn't a huge deal back then, but my classmates eventually started hating my guts. I’d breeze through physics problems in my head or sketch complex organic molecules like it was nothing, all while barely studying. I mostly just played computer games—back then it was The Lion King, haha—or messed around outside. I was social enough, but people avoided me because I was "different." Add being overweight to the mix, and I was an easy target for bullies. But the real nightmare started late in middle school when my family moved to Greece because my dad, a university professor, landed an ambassador role there. Once we arrived in this new environment, they re-tested me, and my score jumped to 169. At this elite prep school, they decided I was too advanced for eighth grade and skipped me straight to freshman year of high school. Again, not a massive gap since kids start there at six. The real disaster hit when I had to move back to the States because my dad got sick. I was dropped into junior year when I was only 14, but most of the kids in my class were already 18. I can't even describe how vicious and cruel those people were to me. Those two years were pure darkness; I was just counting down the days until graduation. I started college at 16, I'm 22 now with a Master's, and I'm planning to finish my PhD abroad by 25. Then maybe get married, if anyone actually wants to. 😬
I've lost the weight and leveled things out, but talking about those school years leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Because of it, I don't have a single friend left from that era. People always thought I was weird—maybe they were scared of me, maybe jealous—but today, I can count my friends on one hand. Dating hasn't been much better either; most guys don't get my sense of humor, and explaining it ruins the joke. All in all, it sucks. Maybe I was a victim of my "gifted" parents, and the worst part is, history is repeating itself in my family. My brother's oldest son is already solving quadratic equations in first grade. I don't know why my brother—who's a mathematician—felt the need to show him off, but he's basically using it to impress girls. The danger is that later on, he won't be able to fit in with the rest of the world.

Look, IQ is just about logic and how fast you can connect the dots—it has absolutely nothing to do with how much heart you have or how much you care about people. So, please, don't let this get to you. Even if the tests show your score is way lower than theirs, it doesn't mean you're a lesser person or any less valuable than anyone else out there.
Btw, if you hadn't spent your entire life being bullied with stuff like "you're so stupid" or "you just don't get it," you’d probably be way more confident. You'd tackle problems faster and wouldn't be so anxious, constantly worrying if Mensu was going to tell you the exact same thing your family did. Honestly? I truly believe you would've had much better results if you hadn't been constantly shut down by those insults growing up.
If my IQ were 200 and my kid's was 70, it wouldn't change a thing—I'd love them just the same. In fact, it'd be best for me and for the world if I just focused on pushing them toward every positive opportunity possible... and that's exactly what you should do for your own child.

Anonymous said:Maybe I should go get tested one more time just to be safe? Or maybe spend some time grinding through practice IQ tests? Honestly, I don't even know if there's a point. Is there any actual value in trying to reintegrate with the family? And frankly, I'm starting to wonder if hanging out with hyper-intelligent people is even worth the trouble—especially when you see how they actually use those massive IQ-ove: mostly just to win petty arguments and tear people down.

You’d be better off practicing how to tune out everything your family feeds you. 😉
There’s really nothing new under the sun. 👎

Look on the bright side!

No... it's been years since then. My parents moved out of the house and took me with them, and my grandmother passed away. My brothers finished up at some Ivy League schools, became successful in their careers, started families, and all that. My oldest brother actually took the Mensu test and scored a 148 IQ. My middle brother used to brag about even higher scores on various tests—his wife supposedly has an IQ of 160, my dad became a tenured professor, and his brother is an executive at a major corporation...
... meanwhile, I finished high school (with slightly better grades than before) and graduated from a less prestigious college. I even managed to pick up a few university awards, but the way they praised me made it pretty clear they were actually mocking me.

Good grief, if you aren't exaggerating and things really are the way you described... those people in your family could have an IQ of 200, but they're still just idiots🙄. It's sad how people like that can pass their complexes onto others, which is obviously happening here. Like someone else already mentioned, these tests only measure one specific type of intelligence that isn't even the most important thing in life; it's more like abstract reasoning.

For instance, I do pretty well on those kinds of tests, whereas some of my girlfriends don't get them at all—everything looks the same to them. But honestly, it doesn't have much of a connection to real life; they might actually navigate certain situations better than I do...

It’s honestly a pity if all you’ve got to offer is a high IQ. Man, life is just so much easier when you don't overthink everything!😁