You’re not “high iq”, your obsessive introspection is stopping you from being authentic and crippling you with a false sense of superiority that you’re too important to enjoy the small things in life, too esoteric for the smallfolk to understand, too proud to be happy, and in the end you win the prize of misery and loneliness—lonely not because you’re too intellectual but because most people see past how ridiculous your whole shtick is, being “so smart” that you can’t even enjoy yourself. You’re miserable because you think suffering from self-consciousness is the heavy crown of being “high iq”, so you take delight in your woes while secretly resenting or envying those who can just live and be without taking things so seriously. And so, you self-sabotage because you think you deserve your unhappiness. In the end, you get exactly what you deserve.