(train of thought from the maths suff posted before, don't feel like trying to multiquote people whe it only relates sort of because it is about math)
I started flunking out of math at a very young age, around 3rd grade or so, because no matter how hard I tried I could never do the problems the "right" way, or the way they told me to do them, a teacher could explain it in detail to me and as soon as s/he walked away I couldn't comprehend the very next equation whatsoever. However, when left to my own devices, I could do most any problem thrown at me, with my own shortcuts and also long leaps around, inside my head and always get it correct. This wasn't good enough though, it never seemed to matter if I got the answer correct if I couldn't/hadn't show(n) how I arrived there, specifically if I couldn't show haw I had used "their" way to get there. But "their" ways never made any sense whatsoever.
Of course I am not talking about anything too advandced at all, just basic elementary/middle/high school math. So I stopped caring and stopped trying because I was obviously quite a dunce at it all.
Now jump up to recent years and I still feel incompetent when it comes to math much of the time, I know this is just negativity that was ingrained into me when I was younger, but even with this I have had a few very beautiful moments where I was able to "read" complex theoretical problems like a language.
I'm not sure this proves anything, maybe I guess when I consider that long division screws with my head when I'm asked to do it conventionally, yet for some reason I find myself reading these other complex articles and equations and can't understand why no one else I know is excited by the beauty I felt when the equations, even if it was briefly, made as much sense as plain english.