Narcissism is no longer considered a clinical disorder. In the age of Facebook, is that really surprising?
According to the the latest edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM), I don't have a problem. But I know I do. In non-clinical terms, I'm a full-blown, alpha-type, social media-addicted narcissist who needs his accounts suspended until he reconnects with reality.
Facebook, a social network I've written about on several occasions, isn't just the web site I spend the most time on, it's a way of life -- a heady, nonstop road I've traveled along for years, where street signs are replaced with dynamic real-time news feeds, and my fragile ego can be crushed or swelled with pride depending on the number of people who deign to like or, even better, comment on my posts.
Worse still, I'm one of those obnoxious users who must have Facebook friends. Tons of them. You may be happy with 100 or 200, but I'm not. The more I have, the better. Which is why mine clock in at 1,148 right now. Sometimes, I patiently troll the "People You May Know" area for people I may have even the most tenuous association with. Met once at a cocktail party? Add. Have a mutual friend in common? Request. Friend of a friend of a mutual acquaintance I hate? Everyone deserves a chance. More
Smartphones' sleek forms, tactile buttons, and blinking lights add up to a sort of game -- and a perfect catalyst for compulsive behaviors.
If you've got a smartphone, check it. Chances are, it's flashing a light or showing you an icon to signal a new text, e-mail, Facebook message, or even the archaic missed call. And that feels good. Face it, it's a bummer when you pick up your phone after MOREShelley DuBois, writer-reporter - Oct 20, 2010 11:32 AM ET
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