"Lower than me?" Does that even exist?
My therapist is supposed to be helping me work on my self-esteem because... I basically don't have any... I learned from childhood (and adulthood didn't get any better) that, quite possibly, the only reason I exist is so others can have someone to feel better-than. I am so much human-wreckage that *serves* to be lower.
And knowing that, feeling that... makes me want to find the H-bomb button sometimes.
That said, sometimes I feel like I'm "higher" in certain skills I have, but even that is dubious. The world doesn't really need artists very much, or at least it doesn't act like it. Instead, people seem to think that art, unlike medical care or auto repair or anything practical, should be done for free for them just because they seem to think artists are magical creatures. As far as my writing-hobby goes... I know I excel with fanfiction, but that's not saying much since fanfic is an amature medium and about 90% of the stuff is raw sewage. I keep being told I'm a good writer, but I haven't exactly been validated by the publishing industry as of yet.
Still, I do have a fair degree of confidence in my creative abilities, but I don't really think they make me "higher" or better than anyone. If someone wants my help with something, advice and whatnot, even though I'm not good at teaching, I will try to teach them. I'll talk about quirks of human anatomy in drawing, or the construction of wings, or horses' legs, or use of painting and drawing mediums, or with writing, I'll gently correct grammar and generally be a good beta-reader, honest about what is working for me and not working for me in a story. I'll try to instruct a person in what knowledge I have without putting them down because, frankly...
... condescension is one of my berserk buttons. I hate, and can tell, even when people think they are hiding it, when it is being used on me. It's been used on me a lot, and I've' had to put up with it because of relative positions in life (ex-bosses and whatnot), and just people wanting to keep me calm because they know I have a disorder. If I'm any position to call anyone out on it, however, I do, with EXTREME prejudice. And explosions.
And that is why I am lesser, and probably always will be.