I am tempted to wonder if most human misery is not rooted on proto-narcissism, and the Anatta/Anatman of the Buddha not mature individuation.
Think about it: you think about what you lack. You have to force yourself to think about what you have. Were you aware you had a right hand? Not until this moment.
When you have a self, you do not need to think about having a self. You participate. You are a part of the dance. It is those who do not have a self, who are self conscious, who stand on the sidelines.
Buddhism is not about perfection. It is about getting unstuck. It is a practical psychology, created by a genius–and furthered by other geniuses–who were very certainly friends of humanity.