Dear once friend,

Weird salutation? I know. A tad over-dramatic too. The people I’m writing to and still my friends, mostly anyway.

You’ve been unfair to me.

No, scratch that. It sounds too petulant.

Let me try again.

I fear I’ve been horribly misjudged by you.

Yes, that sounds more like it.

I have suffered a great injustice at your hands

I hope that this open letter goes some way towards changing your preconceptions.

Perhaps I’m overdoing the formal thing?

No, it’ll make them realise how seriously I’m taking this.

While, I am not, and probably never will be the most humble person in a room, I feel it’s wrong to write me off as ‘a bad person’ for how much better I am than everyone else.

Of course, this is all just pointless grandstanding. My ‘pride’ everyone keeps referring to is just me hiding personality flaws and insecurities, but I can’t tell everyone that now, can I?

In conclusion, while I might well be the proudest human in existence, I do not appreciate that you looked me up and down and decided that you could correct me. I’m far beyond that. Far above your station.”

Of course, I conclude by insulting them and they angrily leave me alone.

The effect is intended, partly because seeing other people upset is vindictive, but mostly to push them away so they don’t see me as I really am.

Broken.

At this point, I’ve ended up confusing even me. What exactly was my point here?

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