questioning npd culture is not even realizing you were disordered. i’m so egocentric i genuinely believed everybody else in the world thought the same way i did. of course, with the caveat of everybody i hate being bigoted and wrong, but the point still stands. i didn’t realize that people genuinely empathized with others. people don’t think everybody is constantly talking and gossiping about them behind their back. people don’t get frequently annoyed to the point of homicidal ideations. people don’t place higher value on certain people than others depending on what they can give to them. these few examples are only the start.
there’s some traits i didn’t expect people to share with me to my own benefit. i thought that i was an important, key part of everybody’s life i touched, even if they weren’t for mine. i expected people to give me copious amounts of attention and understanding even if i didn’t do the same for them.
but through it all, i never once believed my behavior was symbolic of being “disordered.” i thought my experiences served as the pinnacle for the rest of the world. i suppose i did think the world revolved around me, in ways i myself didn’t even realize.
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