In Greek Mythology Narcissus, the mortal son of Gods, fell in love with his beauty and drowned while staring into his own reflection in a pool of water.

Narcissus was the spawn of Gods but he was not, in fact, a God. He was flawed, he could die.

Our love for the concept of possessing emotional complexity is indistinguishable from Narcissus and his love for his own beauty.Like Narcissus, we are drowning in our own perceived unique beauty. But where Narcissus’s obsession is physical, ours is emotional and social.

We insist on broadcasting to the world that we are a unique pantheon of emotions, but in reality we can be broken down into a combinations of the following three basic emotions.

The first is Happiness.

Our happiness is what we hope people will see the most from us, so they can live vicariously through us and vice versa. We are fascinated with creating a social shrine to the self so that others can worship, comment on and share your joy.

The second is Sadness.

We never outwardly portray ourselves as sad for the sake of sadness. We do it for those around us to witness it as a post of self destruction. We hope that our friends list of loved ones eat our sadness so that we suffer together and not alone. Like happiness we need someone to both witness and share our sadness for it to feel validated.

The third is Anger.

Emotions of anger are propelled for the sake of the protection of the other emotions. When someone threatens to troll on our happiness or dislike our sadness, anger is the reaction that protects the justification of our emotions.

Our self obsessed self destructive instinct is that of Narcissus, it’s our nature of drowning ourselves in our own beauty by expanding it to be grander than its actual simplicity in social forums. True beauty comes from defying this instinct. Is it not so reader?