I think that darn Grinch has a PD!?!? 
No- Seriously! I went online just this morning and checked the Dr. Suess Story itself & I kid you not- if you encorporate the 2000 movie with Jim Carey, werein the Grinch has a youth that you can observe a clip of his infancy in the link provided below, but through the course of the movie itself, there's much more to observe as his relationships twist and trurn through his youth, and he is eventually emotionally pushed to the edge...
http://movieclips.com/TKCtV-how-the-grinch-stole-christmas-movie-baby-grinch/
So if you take the information from the movie, and the story itself, published in 1957, you can see what I mean. It describes an HPD type mentality and patterned behavior as well. Along with being a great Christmas story, it's also a bit of a chronicled development of his juorney to self fulfillment.
Rather a unique way of looking at this mental mess with a kind of holdiay twist
Check it out!
How The Grinch Stole Christmas
by Dr. Suess
Every Who
Down in Who-ville
Liked Christmas a lot...
But the Grinch,
Who lived just North of Who-ville,
Did NOT!
The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be that his head wasn't screwed on quite right.
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.
Interseting point here, that the Grinch's heart is small, if you make refence to the 2000 movie staring Jim Carey, you'll see that the Grinch who once lived in Whoville was ostrisized by the other who's and ran up to the top of mount crumpet- so split himself away from the towns folk and ease his own pain.
But,
Whatever the reason,
His heart or his shoes,
He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos,
Staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown
At the warm lighted windows below in their town.
For he knew every Who down in Who-ville beneath
Was busy now, hanging a mistleoe wreath.
"And they're hanging their stockings!" he snarled with a sneer.
"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!"
Then he growled, with his grinch fingers nervously drumming,
"I MUST find a way to keep Christmas from coming!"
He sees the joy the who's have for Christmas as being a painful remainder of the issues in his youth, and rather than dealing with those emotional issues he'd rather destroy their joy and ruin their Christmas. Ergo making him feel somewhat content in causing the same kind of pain they once caused him
For, tomorrow, he knew...
...All the Who girls and boys
Would wake up bright and early. They'd rush for their toys!
And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!
That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!
Then the Whos, young and old, would sit down to a feast.
And they'd feast! And they'd feast!
And they'd FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! FEAST!
They would start on Who-pudding, and rare Who-roast-beast
Which was something the Grinch couldn't stand in the least!
And THEN
They'd do something he liked least of all!
Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,
Would stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing.
They'd stand hand-in-hand. And the Whos would start singing!
They'd sing! And they'd sing!
AND they'd SING! SING! SING! SING!
And the more the Grinch thought of the Who-Christmas-Sing
The more the Grinch thought, "I must stop this whole thing!
"Why for fifty-three years I've put up with it now!
I MUST stop Christmas from coming!
...But HOW?"
Plotting the painfilled schemes to prevent others happiness, and theirby satisfying his desires to cause them emotional grief for doing the same to him. Driven by anger, rage, hurt, revenge and hatred, the ideas churn through his mind and he plots their joy's destruction
Then he got an idea!
An awful idea!
THE GRINCH
GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
"I know just what to do!" The Grinch Laughed in his throat.
And he made a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat.
And he chuckled, and clucked, "What a great Grinchy trick!
"With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Saint Nick!"
"All I need is a reindeer..."
The Grinch looked around.
But since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found.
Did that stop the old Grinch...?
No! The Grinch simply said,
"If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead!"
So he called his dog Max. Then he took some red thread
And he tied a big horn on top of his head.
Conviently using others as nessisary to execute pian and destruction
THEN
He loaded some bags
And some old empty sacks
On a ramshakle sleigh
And he hitched up old Max.
Then the Grinch said, "Giddyap!"
And the sleigh started down
Toward the homes where the Whos
Lay a-snooze in their town.
All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air.
All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care
When he came to the first house in the square.
"This is stop number one," The old Grinchy Claus hissed
And he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.
Then he slid down the chimney. A rather tight pinch.
But if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch.
He got stuck only once, for a moment or two.
Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue
Where the little Who stockings all hung in a row.
"These stockings," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"
Then he slithered and slunk, with a smile most unpleasant,
Around the whole room, and he took every present!
Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums!
Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums!
And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly,
Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney!
Then he slunk to the icebox. He took the Whos' feast!
He took the Who-pudding! He took the roast beast!
He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash.
Why, that Grinch even took their last can of Who-hash!
Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee.
The destruction of others brings him a joyous sense of twisted pleasure. The more pain he causes to those to hurt him, the better he feels inside. Replacing that emptiness with the satifaction of revenge
"And NOW!" grinned the Grinch, "I will stuff up the tree!"
And the Grinch grabbed the tree, and he started to shove
When he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.
He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who!
Little Cindy-Lou Who, who was not more than two.
The Grinch had been caught by this little Who daughter
Who'd got out of bed for a cup of cold water.
She stared at the Grinch and said, "Santy Claus, why,
"Why are you taking our Christmas tree? WHY?"
Someone questions his actions, modivations and excuses are fabricated to cover the plan itself
But, you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick
He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!
"Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Santy Claus lied,
"There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side.
"So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear.
"I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."
And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head
And he got her a drink and he sent he to bed.
LIES, DESPTION, stories of convience to keep his bigger plans running on schedule. Determined to complete the destruction he's set into motion
And when Cindy-Lou Who went to bed with her cup,
HE went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!
Then the last thing he took
Was the log for their fire.
Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar.
On their walls he left nothing but hooks, and some wire.
And the one speck of food
The he left in the house
Was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.
Complete anniolation of everything held dear to those who caused him pain. No respect or remourse for his actions. Bent on destruction and inflicting as much pain as he possibly can, perhaps even more pain than he himself suffered
Then
He did the same thing
To the other Whos' houses
Leaving crumbs
Much too small
For the other Whos' mouses!
It was quarter past dawn...
All the Whos, still a-bed
All the Whos, still a-snooze
When he packed up his sled,
Packed it up with their presents! The ribbons! The wrappings!
The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings!
Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mount Crumpit,
He rode to the tiptop to dump it!
"Pooh-pooh to the Whos!" he was grinch-ish-ly humming.
"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!
"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
"The all the Whos down in Who-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!"
"That's a noise," grinned the Grinch,
"That I simply must hear!"
Taking great pleasure in the execution of his plans and being truly excited to see the pain and agony he's caused everyone
So he paused. And the Grinch put a hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow...
But the sound wasn't sad!
Why, this sound sounded merry!
It couldn't be so!
But it WAS merry! VERY!
He stared down at Who-ville!
The Grinch popped his eyes!
Then he shook!
What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,
Was singing! Without any presents at all!
He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming!
IT CAME!
Change enters and the Grinch is confronted with thoughts that his actions were not normal, something not right here? He's missing something? What once seemed completely logical to him, no longer holds any true logic
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?
It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
"It came without packages, boxes or bags!"
And he puzzled three hours, `till his puzzler was sore.
Searching inside himself to try and find answers. Knowing that what seemed so clear to everyone else was very difficult for him to see for some reason. Diving deep inside to try to find a new sense of reasoning- their reason, and why it's so entirely different from his own
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!
An EPIPHANY enters! A realization! An emotional slap in the face! OMG!
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store.
"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!"
Comprehension that there is much more to this and life than he originally thought. Beginning to understand that what he thought was natural and just, is in fact unexceptable and not normal at all. He needs to rethink his inner thoughts, emotions and theories. He needs to change!
And what happened then...?
Well...in Who-ville they say
That the Grinch's small heart
Grew three sizes that day!
Healing and the merry wonders therein take place. He is now able to understand, to think clearly and his heart is finally filled with love at last
And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light
And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast!
Makes emends to those who he's injured. Heals the many relationships that had suffered by his previous actions. Uses his new found sense of love and compassion to develope closer bonds to those in his family/community.
And he...
...HE HIMSELF...!
The Grinch carved the roast beast!
Feels himself as being a valuable part of society. He has grown in self love and understanding. He is a happy and a complete person in the end
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