I’ve decided to start looking for a paramour again. It’s been a few years since my marriage ended and I feel that I have enough knowledge about my inner workings to where another shot may not be immediately doomed or sabotaged. I know not to set my expectations high, as a lot of the richness of relationships are lost on my stoic, psychopathic state. There is still a nagging feeling though, born out of self-preservation, that I will find some creative way to ruin any potential relationship. My narcissism and parasitism are not going to disappear, for instance, and these traits in particular can poison any interpersonal relationship, romantic or otherwise. In many ways, I am a self-aware predator, knowing what I am capable of and what I will probably do, but hoping that restraint and heightened self-awareness can head off mortal injury to my interpersonal relationships moving forward.