Everyone is born, but not everyone is born the same. Some will grow to be butchers, or bakers, or candlestick makers. Some will only be really good at making Jell-O salad. One way or another, though, every human being is unique, for better or for worse.
Do you have anything in common? No. Is she intelligent? No. Then she understand you? No. Then the only thing she can give you is sex. The only unbearable thing is nothing is unbearable.