Wow. Just total wow.
I am speaking to my son tonight, pumped because I have like my 5th follower on my blog. I am thrilled beyond belief that 5 people like the way that I write. (The fact that at least two of them are friends does not kill my buzz at all!)
Son: “Mom what is a follower?”
Me: “Someone who likes my writing and is reading what I wrote.”
Son: “So basically they like me. ‘Cause like all you write about is me; so they just like me.”
Me: “Ummmmm no I do not solely write about you. I write about other things too.”
Son: “Moooooom, what is more important than me?”
Me: (In head) Fuck Fuck Shit yeah. So despite the fact that I do write about other things, my narcissistic son believes that my entire life revolves around him. (And he is not wrong)