Hey, This Is My Story! (standard:humor, 907 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Dec 05 2021	Views/Reads: 970/678	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Probably the hardest thing in this verse is when Jesus says “Let him deny himself.” My narcissistic virus fights against that all the time.

I am just now concluding that narcissism is a virus that has infected
everybody in the world that is breathing air. I even apply this to my 
own life with a great deal of regret. 

Nobody wants to admit they have narcissistic leanings in their life. And
yet, if you listen to them, and even listen to yourself, you will see 
it. I did not know how aggravating it was, but I was to learn pretty 
soon. 

Recently I had a heart attack and had a stent put in one of my arteries,
the widow make her. It was this experience that showed me the level of 
narcissism in my own life. 

When anybody would call me and ask how I was, I would mention that I
recently had a heart attack and had a stent inserted in one of my 
arteries. Before I can even get to the end of that sentence, the person 
on the other end of the line will say, "Oh, a couple of years ago, I 
had a heart attack and had two stents put in." And then they would go 
on and on and on about their condition and experience. 

When I thought we had come to the end of that conversation, they then
mentioned, "And I have a cousin who had a heart attack and had several 
stents put in him I can't remember how many." Then, were all down 
another rabbit trail. I sure would like to catch that rabbit. 

Coming to the end of this conversation, I said, "Well, I hope you're
doing well." To which I got the reply, "Thank You, I appreciate that." 

Hanging up the phone, I thought a bit that the person on the other end
of the phone did not allow me to tell my story. 

For me, this heart attack was quite an experience that I never expected
to experience. I know my father had several heart attacks, but I never 
assumed he had willed it two me. It's during these times that you think 
seriously about dying. 

I have been tempted to spread the rumor that I won the million-dollar
lottery for the week. Once that got out, I would get all kinds of calls 
to hear my million dollars' story. But, of course, I know that they 
would want to be put on my Christmas list. 

The discouraging point is nobody wanted to know the story of my heart
attack. My heart attack was an opportunity for them to brag, or so it 
seemed, about their heart attack or their uncle's heart attack or 
somebody else's. 

After going through a heart attack why do I want to hear about someone
else's heart attack and how they got through it. 

Of course, that is my narcissism coming to the surface. I want
everything to be about me and center on my life. I'm not sure what to 
do or how to deal with this narcissistic virus that seems to be 
penetrating my life. 

I don't think I will bring this up with my doctor the next time I visit
him. I suspect he would send me to his psychology friend, and I 
certainly don't want that kind of examination. I don't think I could 
pass. 

The one thing I have learned about this narcissistic virus is that there
comes a point where it explodes. I didn't know that before, but I found 
out just recently. 

Another friend called and asked about me, and I said I just had a heart
attack and had a stent implanted in my artery. Again, before I could 
get to the end of that sentence, they began explaining how they also 
had a heart attack several years ago, and they had four stents put in. 
Then they went on and on about their heart attack and how it changed 
their life, and what they did to keep from having another one. 

I don't know what triggered my explosion, but all of a sudden, I heard
myself saying, "Hey, stop right there. This is my heart attack, not 
yours. This is my story, not yours." 

Then without hesitating, I went into my story in every detail I could


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