A few years ago, I went to a therapist who told me that people with “mental illness” are typically geniuses. Frankly, I never wanted to be a genius simply because I have been. Being a genius is a great and heavy burden. I don’t think most people understand–or maybe, these days, they do–understand the incredible heaviness that comes with creating original thought, ideas, theories and concepts. These days, I may just be average. That’s kinda fine with me.