Sociopath

by Patric Gagne

emotion. I pitied people who seemed to be afraid of everything. What a waste! I was content to follow my own rules and live with impunity. I saw no purpose in apprehension. But all that changed when I met the man with the kittens.

lol, uh oh

“And what lesson is that?” I asked, stepping toward her. “That I should be more like everyone else? More like you?” I laughed sarcastically and shook my head in mock pity. “You’re a liar who insists everyone else tell the truth,” I said. “You’re a cheater who demands everyone else play fair.” I paused for effect, then sneered, “I’d rather be dead than be like you.”

Pretty eloquent for a fifth grader 🙄

“I’m out of cigarettes. Go get us some,” he mumbled, “and I’ll owe you forever.” He took a clumsy step backward and pressed a set of keys into my palm. I stood there, unsure of what to do. Mistaking my confusion for reluctance, Steve nodded and waved a finger at me again in some unspoken understanding I had no part of. “Right,” he slurred, reaching into his pocket and handing me a thick wallet. “Gotcha. Get whatever you want,” Steve said.

Bold faced lie lol. Have you noticed that whenever she’s about to do something *truly* bad she softens it? She obviously killed the cat. She obviously took a passed out dude’s wallet and keys.

The researchers and psychologists responsible for the diagnostics hadn’t provided a single theory to explain the apathy. Did they not know? Did they even want to know?

Higher threshold for stimulus. Pretty sure it’s just intense boredom and lack of impulse control?

“She sounds borderline,” Dr. Carlin surmised.

Ah yes, the perpetual punching bag of the personality disorders. You know what causes BPD? Molestation, abuse, and neglect, but go on. Tell us how much better you are than them.