Being Known as Smart

This is just one of these posts that every “gifted” kid has to write, isn’t it.

It is remarkable how much of my childhood identity was being “smart.” I was just reminded of this when I met a ton of my dad’s old friends and relatives who, even now, frequently remarked on how smart I used to be.

Some feelings:

Eh. I’m mostly over it. It was just a shock a couple months ago.

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