The Narsing Flower
Narkissos was a hunter who was known for his exceptional beauty. He treated those who fell in love with him badly because he thought he was better than everybody else.
Nemesis, the god of vengeance, noticed this behavior and lured him to a pool, where he saw his own reflection in the water and fell in love himself. Blinded by his love, he jumped into the pool to get to his own reflection and drowned.
According to the Greek mythology, this story can have several endings. In one such ending, one of his victims named Liriope, a beautiful river nymph, was overwhelmed by her grief. She decided to join him in death by jumping into the pool after him. She drowned but her soul was trapped in the water. Once again, the gods intervened. Her soul was immortalized into a flower bulb, which took root at the edge of the pool.
Not only the origin of a beautiful flower in the daffodil family, but it also gave rise to another term. Narcissus is the Latin form of Narkissos and is the origin of the term narcissism, a fixation with oneself and one's physical appearance.
Some of the symptoms:
1-Hypersensitivity to any insults or imagined insults
2-An obvious self-focus in interpersonal exchanges
3-Vulnerability to shame rather than guilt
4-Flattery towards people who admire and affirm them
5-Detesting those who do not admire them
6-Pretending to be more important than they really are
7-Bragging subtly but persistently
8-Denial of remorse and gratitude
9-Self lamentation and looking for attention when insulted
Before this starts a new series of self-lamentations, this blog is not aimed at anybody and I categorically deny having called anybody a narcissist. Don't wear a shoe if it does not fit.
That title is reserved for only me. After all, the mirror in my passage kisses me every time I walk by. All I need to do is to bend over towards it to kiss back.
Have a wonderful day!
Comments (155)
I'm imagining you bending over and kissing a mirror...makes a silly picture to me, are you out of your mind?
I'm not kissing the mirror. The mirror kisses me. A very important difference.
Hi Catfoot
Hope you're in the pinkest of health
Thank you. Yes, I'm in fine health and wish you the same. And no I'm sorry, this one won't fit you.
Are you delusional or what? Get a grip, will you!
You don't need a mirror to kiss you, you can just go out there and do this and get all the attention you want
9 1/2....that's too big!
to say. Modesty abounds in Blog land, and you are obviously
the most humble. I always enjoy reading your Blogs, always
objective in nature, and a complete lack of self affirmation.
I am so surprised that you even have a Mirror in your abode.
Keep up the good work, you are definitely a free thinker,
and very unique, as only one percent of the entire population
is like yourself. I stand in awe, as it inspires me so much.
Thank you.
My mom calls them pig's trotter!!
I just simply refer myself as one of Cinderella's step-sisters, Anastasia or Drizella.
Delusional? Now that is a word we see on the blogs very often lately. It is not a word I like to use. And no, I'm ok. I took my little pink tablets on time this morning. But how are you today, did you have a good night's rest?
Hi Cat,
I'll be back when I learn to spell narci.........
those drinking beer
I don't know what's a pig trotter...why do you belittle yourself?
Read other blogs here...see how they brag and proclaim themselves? That's the spirit!
My chest grows with pride at such lip service and in accordance with the 4th symptom, I must return such compliment. You are such a perceptive and wise person.
Here is a warm
I agree with your comments. hi Cat, one big item missing and that's lack of any empathy. With 15-20% of the population afflicted its not a bad thing to call them out...jmo
Truly a word I learned about on the blogs. I'm still not sure in what context it is used in real life. I must look it up some time.
No, no, no! Keep it up girl. I flourish on it and you gain my favor and respect with it. I loooove compliments.
My beer-drinking friend had an almost perfect body until his stomach ran off for a career of it's own.
People try to sell themselves as well as possible, and everyone can make up their mind about getting in touch - or not.
Got anything big hunting last week Cat?
I bought this one second hand at an antique's hop. It was said to have magic properties. It actually talks as well. I believe they are rather scarce.
I was very grumpy and cranky yesterday but woke up feeling great today...must be the cold coffee.
delusional is not a good word but we both know I meant it in a funny way and I can say it to you without any remorse...because I know that you would know exactly what I mean
I agree. I don't know why she always uses that term and say that she has snooker table legs. When I was young I once said my sister in law has snooker table legs and to this day she has not forgiven me.
Leave Pedal alone. That magnificent man is doing great work to earn my respect.
Oh thank you very much.
Could we do that a few times every day to wean me from the mirror?
Not that I can clinch one anyway!
Yes, those are just some of the symptoms. I could not list all. Blogs are limited to 4000 character, spaces included.
Do you want to be happy or not?
Come on, it is not so bad. There is life even after 60. I'm the (barely) living proof of it.
How do you know I went hunting? It came up rather suddenly and I cannot recall talking about it. We really went culling porcupines. Their numbers were getting out of hand. My friend and I each brought 5 home for this week end's BBQ.
Indeed, but you are undermining mys elf importance. My name comes first. It is CAT-PEDAL.
Enjoy the BBQ, looking manly in an apron and impressing the ladies.
I'm not posting the backside photos until one of the girls asks nicely.