A NARCISSIST’S “POV”
Hi, my name is Stan and I am what many people call a narcissist.
Many of you would dwell on the negatives of this whole situation of narcissism thing but it is to be expected.
Most of you all are so flawed anyways.
Too flawed.
I am of the most superior of the race.
Granted, we are still human so there may just be tiny chinks here and there.
All that perfection can be exhausting you know.
Sadly you all refuse to see, but go ahead to make mountains out of little molehills.
The one thing I would like those of you who are not of this spectrum(which is basically 99% of the world) to understand is that we hold everything to a standard.
Even you ordinary ones hold things to a standard, however meagre they may be.
So why is it an issue when I have standards like you all do?
Maybe it is because the rest of you are too cowardly to hold everything to the standard of perfection.
I only require one thing from everybody who claims they love me, and that is perfection.
Is that such a bad thing?
Wanting you to be absolutely perfect… is that not the highest form of love?
Do you not see how smoothly our lives would run, how admired we would be if we had not one flaw?
Imagine it, being picture perfect
I only wish to push you into being your highest selves.
How do you not see this?
Do you have any idea how you wound me when you fail?
When you fall short?
How would you expect me to feel?
Why also should you expect a pat in the back for being wrong?
Is it logical to be applauded for your shortcomings?
Of what use are you to me or anyone for that matter if you are prone to shortcomings?
What would I do if I was in a dire situation and you messed it up?
You would hurt me and that would make me very unhappy.
If you truly loved me like you said you did, you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.
You all know anyway that I did not choose to be this way.
You all look at it like it is a bad thing, but have you not seen all that I have achieved?
Look at the empire I have built.
I did all of this. Me.
God definitely saw something you all cannot see and made me like this.
Is He not perfect in His ways?
I am perfect the way I am and if you fail to see this, that then is your own shortcoming.
Do not doubt my love for you who are dear to me.
Be perfect and we will never have a reason to fall out.
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