I don't mean to imply you have this disorder. However, in my limited experience, I have found viewing anyone as inherently "lesser" has only been destructive for everyone involved, especially oneself. People are different, they all have their crosses to bear, just as you do.
"People are different, they all have their crosses to bear, just as you do."
Some people just suck and should be imprisoned, killed, or disbarred from any position of authority. A lot of sucky people somehow get into positions, including being responsible for the care of homeless veterans.
"Lesser" people do exist. But I know precisely I'm not the shit. A major irony is that as the capacity for directed work and improvement improves, I'm more and more aware how "far" I am from having a certain comfortableness in my present situation.
It's the anxiety of status, because one knows what happens to those with low status. It's the anxiety of death and waste because one knows what happens to bodies over time. It's the anxiety of regret because one is stuck with memories of one chemical regime while being in a more able one. The socialite is haunted by memories of being a dullard and .