I think for me, it's my own baggage. I was very lonely as a kid and besides being told I was so smart that I was "gifted" no one ever explained that my inability to relate to people, my loneliness, my just "weirdness" was all related. I could never understand why I wasn't like other people, why they seemed like completely foreign creatures, interesting to look at, but completely untouchable because there was this invisible barrier. I spent so much of my life feeling like there was something *wrong* with me.
I'm not sad that my kids are smart, I can handle the education- that's the easy part for me (at least at the moment). What I'm sad, scared, angry, worried about is that they won't ever feel "normal", they won't ever know what it's like to have a best friend, to be invited to slumber parties, to go on dates, or just hang out at the mall. What DS7 wants most in the world right now is a friend who gets him- just 1. And I can't give it to him.
