I wonder how things could have been done differently in my case.
I don’t know that I am ‘gifted’. I have my suspicions, though. I did the usual read-before-kindergarten thing. I was moved from grade 1 to grade 2 in mid year, thus creating a situation where I was always smaller, weaker, and less physically-developed than the other kids in the class. This reinforced my sense of inferiority.
Through high school, I never often worked very hard. There was that one year where I got straight A’s, but that was unusual, and I always tried to avoid standing out, even for ‘good’ reasons. Standing out meant you got hurt. There were three tracks of courses: ‘vocational’, for people going on to the trades; ‘general’, for the average student, and ‘advanced’, for the student going on to university. There was also the optional fifth year of high school, grade 13, which was intended for university-goers.
I took the advanced courses and grade 13, because I was going to go to university and become an architect and design solar houses! That lasted all of three terms, and then I flamed out. I eventually switched to college and took electronics engineering technology. At least I graduated from that.
But that didn’t matter that much. Social skills are far more important that academic skills as a predictor of success and happiness, and during childhood and high school I had few social skills. I was ugly, unpopular, an outcast, without even an outcast community around me. I had a few friends and that was it. I couldn’t schmooze or make a deal to save my life–still can’t–so I never had a job during high school. Without money, I never had a car either. My family wasn’t rich enough to send me on the school trips to places like Cuba or England. Thus, I never got to go to the popular places with the popular kids.
So, understandably, I never had a girlfriend in high school. I never even had a kiss until after I d was in electronics. And I was blindly oblivious to the social arrangements forming around me. Like having no idea that my best friend at university was involved with another friend. (They married, had kids, are successful, etc.)
Socially, I started out late, and only now at age 46 have caught up to where most people are in their early twenties. I’ve never had a long-term relationship of equals lasting more than four months with a woman, while most of my friends are married. Many are parents. Some are grandparents.
Much later, I found out about things like Asperger’s Syndrome and face blindness. Again, I don’t know, by diagnosis, that I have these. But I have my suspicions.
If they’d diagnosed me/put me in a better system/provided specific social training when I was young, maybe I could have made something of myself. But right now, I have to say that I am a failure, socially and professionally. I’m using maybe 10% of my potential. I look at the things I can do, and the only thing that could possibly be ‘gifted’ is my ability to visualize things in 3D. That’s it. I have to learn languages and math and everything else by long, painful slogging.
I have often bitterly wished to be ‘normal’. Maybe then I could be happy. If this is giftedness, it’s a pile of shit.