I have the widest split personality disorder, an amazing brought up by humble catholic parents to broadcast only love, joy and bliss, aptly named so too..
Undergrad Med schooling n gen surgery residency was all about being warm, precise, empathetic, I loved that part, came natural,, then the profession I wear now ( cardiothoracic surgery)demands me to bully, be ruthless, cold, and beastly, I think I can’t or am I lying to myself, this another personality is kewl coz mistakes are unforgivable here and very expensive, may cost a life, yet life tames over n over, instincts are masked … and this was a day…
I hate to let the beast open, it’s ugly n embarrassing to be in a charactorial nudity, the images of such nudity are long-lasting in the mind of victims, but sometimes it becomes the ultimate liberation… it all depends on how narcissistic we are, how narcissistic are you on a scale of one to ten?? I would be hundred !!!!
Have been mauled, bruised, and hauled, when all that patience runs out, jus when the beast in me resurrects, and jus when I plunge my sharp incissors n feel the warm flesh n squirting blood, meekly sheeps they are and not demonly beings.. I hastily recoil in shame n guilt..
I wish I can be humane n kind till I turn into dust.. ashes to ashes …
BUT deep down and very weirdly the predator in me is poaching… to have that deep bite, constant howls fill my mind and the blood rush is imminent… SHALL I … WOULD U be my PREY… if ain’t .. don’t thwart my way….