narcissism
Over the past three days I’ve been trying to rationalize things; things that most perceive as arcane or even unprofitable. Although unsuccessful with most of my analyzing, I’ve reached certitude upon an issue that’s been festering within a personal chasm I scarcely venture.
I am a self-diagnosed narcissist. While being a disordered - as opposed to malignant - type of narcissism, it can be incredibly acute. My social warmth indeed derogates this theory. *sigh* Trying to articulate this will lead to an ulcer, I am sure. I will get a second opinion from my doctor… three months from now.I feel that this photo exhibits all of this. I’m grasping my hair because it’s my favorite feature - I stare at my eyebrows because I care for them like they are the fruit of my loins. I pride myself on being cheeky and arrogant (redundancy can be funny).
Updates:
• I got my Ab Lounge II and it’s heaven.
• I’m starting to hate being on the phone. People can take such a rude tone with me. I just don’t know how to react to it anymore.
• My parents have agreed to help me pursue a GED rather than high school diploma. I’ll also be taking the SAT. It’s like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders.
• Feeling like an object. Loved at a convenience. I wish to be shown your true colors through tenderness.
