Sometimes you are the villain. Sometimes you are the one causing havoc and leaving a path of distraction in your wake. And that sucks. Tbh. Like I know in all of the movies and stories, the villains are so beat down by the world and their own twisted stories to be completely immune, but I don’t know if that’s true. I know what I’ve done, I can see it now. I couldn’t see it at the time. Maybe that’s what the stories are referring to. The chaos of the moment. But when reflecting back, it’s plain to see the hurt that radiates, each choice and it’s corresponding consequence.
Here’s the thing, I don’t want to be a villain. I mean I’ve accepted where I’m at right now and that some may see me as such. But deep down, as I’ve raked myself over the coals to prove, I want to be good. I want to help. I want to make the world better. I’m fucked up in many ways, but villain I am not. But why am I making it a bad thing to be a villain. What? Like seriously. Was I about to try and do that. Well what is a villain?
Thank you google…
Villain Characteristics Checklist:
- He’s convinced he’s the good guy.
- He has many likeable qualities.
- He’s a worthy enough opponent to make your hero look good.
- You (and your reader) like when he’s on stage.
- He’s clever and accomplished enough that people must lend him begrudging respect.
- He can’t be a fool or a bumbler.
Maybe I am the villain. Now where’s my hero? 🧐