The most common compliment I get from people, whether old friends and new aquaintances is that I am smart, very smart actually. This usually comes after they ask me what I do work and academic-wise. I'm used to the "Wow"s and the look of awe and sometimes envy that brings. Whatever.
Lately things have happened in my life that make me wonder just how valueable it is to be a PhD student, handling deadly viruses everyday, brushing shoulders with big names...if I cant transfer some of that so called intelligence to other parts of my life....say my love-life.
I came to the conclusion that I have been extremely dump when it comes to the way I evaluate and handle my relationships. So dump that writing about it makes me angry at myself. At work, I can tell when a result is 'bad', I know when I need to re-do someething, or change a condition to get better data. But when it comes to dating... I do the same thing over and over, without realizing that it's not working, or the effect(s) it's having on other aspects of my life.
Today's project is transferring my apparent academic intelligence and bringing it home.
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