There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am regarded.
I find this monologue amazing as it reveals so much about someone with narcissistic personality only that the character has more self awareness than the typical narcissist.
There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am regarded.
I find this monologue amazing as it reveals so much about someone with narcissistic personality only that the character has more self awareness than the typical narcissist.
“I’m a rooster illusion”