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My biological father has an IQ of 145.

He’s had his share of down times. When we reconnected years after the divorce, he told me,

“You know, sometimes I wish I could just be fat, dumb and happy. Life seems easier that way.”

I’m not sure my IQ. Probably not high enough to be noteworthy.

But I did have enough perception in 7th grade to recognize that the way we were educated was fundamentally broken.

That awareness led me to self-correct my deficiencies in critical reading.

But it came at a cost…

6 years of misery being forced to get a bullshit education.

I figured college would be better.

It wasn’t.

But I didn’t have the confidence or ability to set out on my own, so I stuck with it and got my degree (and $30K in debt.)

After college, I took a $12/h writing job for a “search engine optimization” agency.

At first I was happy. I was getting paid to write.

But soon I began to detect that the company was dishonest.

We used short-term tactics that made us look good but would harm the client later.

Here’s a sure combination to make a man miserable:

1. Intelligence
2. Ethics
3. Low confidence

Everywhere I worked, I saw systemic problems that would lead to harm.

But I lacked the confidence to confront the corruption. I needed the money.

Honestly, before I managed to get some decent freelancing clients, the best job I had was alpaca poop scooping…

The objective was clear and useful. The repetitive scooping induced a pleasant trance. 

And I had plenty of time to think.

I could go on, but here’s my point:

If you are a man with relatively high intelligence, you will be absolutely MISERABLE until you have confidence.

The world is run by overconfident idiots who shame intelligent men into silence.

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