If I don't eat, I become exactly like you said. But I don't feed on the living. I make a point to do that. All of the brains I eat are from people who are dead already...not because of me, either. Perk of working at a morgue. Keeps me fed, keeps the constant hunger in check.
Still, I guess it's somewhat comforting knowing that if I were to lose control for some reason, there'd be someone to shoot me in the head. Or decapitate me. Only ways that you kill me.
I probably shouldn't have told you that. But, if you're going to kill me in case I ever snap or something, you might as well know how to do it.
I know. But it's what I tell myself every night to make me think that I'm not completely terrible.