It’s a reasonable assumption. Some people are shorter than others. Also, quite a bit of what we class as mental illness seems to be an overabundance of rationa

It’s a reasonable assumption. Some people are shorter than others. Also, quite a bit of what we class as mental illness seems to be an overabundance of rationality. The existential dread of the depressed. The questioning of societal norms by autists. Neither are wrong, but both are socially dysfunctional. Then, there are those of us who just can’t hack belief. “Just trust me, it’s true” was never an acceptable answer, and so I was a kid full of “why”, and am the same as an adult. If it can’t be explained, rationally and coherently within the context of everything else, it just gets put in a “maybe” pigeonhole and awaits further evidence or information. I form hypotheses, but they are not precious to me - I suppose for me because my identity isn’t tied to any concept in particular, and I’m quite acceptant of myself as a remarkable yet purposeless molecular Heath Robinson contraption. I also doubt that I am alone. Am I perfectly rational? Lord, no. Do I think I manage a higher level of rationality than most, and have an… “unusual” life to show for it? Sure.