2) That we’re shallow narcissists.
We may be entitled to believe that we’re special, but we’re not a generation of self-involved placeholders (fuck you, Time Magazine). If we’re narcissists, we come by it honestly—because, after all, narcissism is tied to our national identity, a mythical land wherein individuals succeed by virtue of their own greatness.
But like any living human that is alive, we have insecurities and they are a constant battle. The “narcissism” perceived by older generations is a lot of “fake it til you make it,” a survival instinct we’ve had to develop in the shadow of a job economy that doesn’t want us, no matter how much work we put into school. Also, when we succeed, we’re allowed to celebrate ourselves.