I confess; I have wondered over the years if I am undiagnosed.The things I think, feel, and do (as I’ve come to understand from conversations with my mother) are not normal. However, they are normal for me. I HATE people. I don’t think there is anything wrong with me. Which according to Psychologist Hervey Cleckley, I wouldn’t. For me, it’s about power and dominance. I live for the chase and the gratification of the kill. I deal with men, but I deal with women too. I’m not gay, or bisexual. As a matter of fact, I don’t like pussy at all. That’s why I remain fully clothed and I wear gloves. I don’t even want the juices on me.Do I get off? Yes, I do, but it’s not from sex. It’s from the power I take from the people I encounter.I believe in God. I love God and I know He exists. I even heard Him speak once, just as sure as my name is Morgan. God told me to get in line and live right so that I could hear Him. I’ve been trying.The duality of my life probably makes some people think I’m ashamed or remorseful.Nothing could be farther from the truth.I’m very smart. I possess charm. So much so that I know it’s a requirement for what I do.