Hello children. Its been awhile since I've posted, been busy as a bee, and now I'm finally on a much needed vacation. I need to confess that even while I consider most people who post here 100% pathetic, I understand (and even enjoy) the sense of release that comes with this type of confessional. My posts, though few and far between, are pretty much the only honest things I say to people because I don't have to maintain this persona I've come to project. Well, its more of a role you could say, me playing the part of the a normal human being when I am anything but. Doctors have labeled me "anti-social", pop psychologists have quoted "sociopath" as an appropriate title, and any ex girlfriend would call me inhuman and sadistic (with plenty of dirty insults preceding and following no doubt). I've always scored extremely well on tests, and my PCL test was no different.
While I could talk about all the "cruel and sadistic" (your words, not mine) activities I enjoy, I'm not here to write about that. Admittedly I do enjoy some of the responses I get when I let my mask slip. The gasp or scream one lets out when they realize what I'm truly capable of is so quaint it makes me really appreciate the smaller things in life. Instead, today I come to all of you damaged and broken individuals as a comrade in the world of anonymous secrets looking for answers. I guess reason I write is I can't understand why you all take offense to me. Don't you realize I am what you aspire to be?
There are those who post about how they only want to kill themselves, and they are met with loads of sympathy and attention. There are those who admit odd sexual preferences, looking for reassurance that they are normal, and people give it to them. But when I reveal my cards, all you can say is that I'm a monster. So many here admit to odd pleasures or are seeking absolution for a sin, and they way I see it is that they are not comfortable with who they are. But why do all of you encourage that behavior? I hide my true personality because I'd be blacklisted and perhaps even jailed, which isn't where I want to be, but I embraced who I am. Granted, according to doctors I am unable to feel these intense feelings of loneliness, love, connection, depression, guilt, loyalty, etc...but isn't that what you all are trying to escape from? I live my life for my gain and mine alone, taking advantage of the openings people like you leave open for me to exploit and I'm the one who is called inhuman for it.
None of you take accountability for your actions, none of you actually confront your true self. Instead, you secretly hide your forbidden desires and waste your life fighting against what is obviously your true identity. Is it because I know what I want and have the confidence to take it that makes you so opposed to me? Or is it simply the fact that in contrast to mine, your life has been spent finding acceptance in order for you to feel good about yourself?
People who know my actual personality ask me what drives me to do what I do, how I can live with myself knowing I destroy lives. Aside from the fact that it is fun, satisfies an itch, and pretty much the only challenge I can find these days; its because you let me. I read your insecurities like a book and I only hope, for your sake at least, you never play poker against me. So I take advantage of the opportunities life presents, can you blame me? If you're out on the street and find a $100 on the sidewalk, wouldn't you pick it up? Until you all can say to me that you are a 100% realized individual, no one has the right to judge me. Even though I lie to other people, you all lie to yourselves. Which is worse?
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