This thread led me back to some of my āscoresā on one of the paid services.
According to this site, Iām very, very likely to be a tall, dark-eyed, left-handed, schizophrenic lesbian with a cleft lip. Who naps every day. Has Touretteās syndrome and a gambling problem. Letās not even talk about my thin cerebral cortex or brain groove width. Ugh! Oh, and I die of Covid-19 or Mad Cow Disease, probably any day now. But mosquitos donāt like me, so thereās that.
Wait, wait, it appears Iām genetically resistant to the Mad Cow. But my bone mineral density score is so low Iām like a sock monkey doll.
I may be a super-ager, but Iām so schizophrenic I may have just made that up. My brain volume is sub-par, no wait, itās above average! Luckily Iām in the 0th percentile for psychosis. Tell that to Diego, my ayahuasca guru.
Iām an extravert. OMG, Iām lonely! But then I live in the second least populated country on earth. By choice. Because Iām an anti-social, depressed, schizophrenic?
I have PTSD! I was held at gunpoint once by teenage Ethiopian pastoralists trying to shake me down for the equivalent of USD$1. I pretty much knew there were no bullets in their AKās. Does that count?
Genetically, I have a very low risk tolerance.
Average higher intelligence score? Screw you, Nebula. Iām so depressed. Because, you know, itās genetic.
100th percentile for insomnia? Thatās gonna keep me up nights. Which I already am. Or maybe itās just the kidney stones.
Iāll keep the gene reports for thinness, no visceral adiposity and high vitamin D, thank you very much. 