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I'm so very grateful to have found the Myers-Briggs personality profile when I did, about a week ago. For the first time in my life, I feel like I'm not alone in my condition and maybe I don't have some kind of mental disorder. It seems like most of my behavior is perfectly predictable on the basis of this framework, and even better for me, so is everyone else's. I've found people to be more interesting and less offensive since being able to analyze them. It makes sense to me that Carl Jung himself was an INTP. I would like to become more familiar with some of the deeper vocabulary in Myers-Briggs, as well as some of the other personality tests, but for now my knowledge level is fairly superficial.
I've had an extremely difficult time engaging others in blander social environments, which for me would be when people are not logical or technically-minded, or worse still, not even capable of following basic rules of engagement for debate. For me, being stuck in such a situation is akin to hearing nails on a chalkboard for the duration of the time I'm forced to listen. It baffles me how people can be so irrational and makes me fear for the future of our species.
Add to all this that I recently left my very successful INTJ boyfriend of six years for his exact opposite, a fun-loving ESFP. We're so happy together. I am more in love with him than I've ever been with anyone. We really do compensate for each other's weaknesses. It comes as second-nature. And we're fascinated by our differences, often discussing them at length and lately, with the influence of our newfound understanding of personality. I've been impressed to find that my boyfriend reads into these things on his own time and is even coming back to educate me on the topic.
Unfortunately for us, everyone in his family has been shocked to find him with someone of my personality type, even based on their first impressions and what little they know of personality. He is supposed to be this outgoing, life-of-the-party kinda guy, but when he's with me, we interact on a much deeper level and prefer to have our privacy. Not to mention that I can't help but speak the truth in everything I say, and am well-researched in just about every controversial topic that could arise in a discussion. I generally try my best not to speak, but sometimes I slip up, and so alternate back and forth between raising eyebrows and being spookily quiet, or too good for it.
Pretty much everyone hates me. I'm trying to come to terms with this, but have mostly done so by becoming a shut-in. The feeling of 'differentness' has ruined me. I've been increasingly depressed for so long that it's just a part of me. I'm actually applying for disability on the basis of MDD and ADHD as I am too nervous to go out into the workforce and try to get along with people again. I dropped out of college about a year ago after having to withdraw three terms in a row, basically for going crazy in the inane cattle herding that was supposed to be higher education. Despite all of this, I actually feel that I have a lot going for me and want to save myself. It's just so, so hard out there. Nails on chalkboards everywhere.
I need help. I am planning on being institutionalized at a mental hospital where I've been once before. It really hurts to feel so misunderstood. I've been badly neglected by my family, who have nothing in common with me. I have almost no female friends. I just don't think like them, with my feelings, even though I do have feelings and want to have female friends. Men absolutely adore me because I'm attractive and analytical, but it's hard for men and women to be 'friends.' I'm just a really thin, petite, attractive young female who acts like anything but, having the personality type of the 'absent-minded professor.' No one knows how to act around me and people often tell me I'm intimidating. To me, it seems to catch them off-guard because they expect me to be sweet, outgoing, and demure.
My boyfriend went out with friends last night to blow off some steam after suffering through a family dinner party with me. I'm like radioactive at events like that, but I go to be supportive, knowing that family is important to him. I gave him plenty of space, as I always do when he needs it. He happened to run into a very good family friend who is our age while he was out and came to find that there are all kinds of rumors being spread through his mother's side of the family about him. Apparently his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins thought our behavior was so unusual when we visited over the summer that we must be on drugs, because he has had problems with that in the past and we were being uncharacteristically reclusive for him. They also think I'm anorexic because I'm so thin and was too nervous to get food out of the kitchen without my BF there. And they also just generally don't like me and think it's weird that their extroverted family member is not dating another extrovert.
Even I was surpised by this development of events. I mean, I'm used to people not liking me, but to find myself at the center of some family conspiracy theory that's been talked about so far-and-wide that the news made it 200 miles from the mountains by word-of-mouth and was delivered to us by someone who is not even a family member is astounding. People really just fucking hate me. But you know what? People are fucking stupid. I'm trying not to let it get me down, but it's exactly the kind of ostracizing that makes me suicidal. I feel like an alien, not meant for this world, even though the world would be a better place if there were more people like me. I'm not a bad person, but the world makes me feel like I am. Insert inspiration quote here, you know, the one about being maladjusted to an unjust world.
So the fallout is pretty much that my BF was devastated and glad we decided to go with his Dad's famly for Christmas. They have so far not done anything as ridiculously judgemental and childish, even letting us stay at their nice vacation rentals and taking us out. His father is likely an INTJ, so he doesn't react emotionally enough for dumb shit like that. He spoke to his Dad about what happened and he felt really sorry for my BF. He also spoke to his Mom and thinks that she is even more upset than we are. We believe she's an ISFP and she is badly effected by this kind of family meltdown. She just wants everyone to get along. I don't think she really likes me either, but she loves her son and feels terrible for him in the wake of this embarrassment. Imagine overcoming drugs and doing well for yourself, planning for the future with the love of your life, only to find that your entire family is talking to everyone and their fucking mom about how you're doing drugs again and your girlfriend is a creepy anorexic.
I honestly wonder if understanding the uniqueness and exceptional capabilities of my personality type is the only thing keeping me alive right now. Being born smart is probably the worst thing that ever happened to me, although I am holding out hope that I'll be able to accomplish amazing things in my life. I just really need some moral support right now because I'm taking on a lot. My boyfriend is there for me and remains totally committed, knowing that none of this is my fault. He never knew how hard it could be to be unique and is often shocked by people's reaction to me, since he is so accepting. However, it's a lot of pressure on him to deal with me and everyone else. I need to find more analytical friends so I can get my kicks in an appropriate environment, but they all left with my ex-boyfriend, who is now a quasi-famous engineer in the area and it's impossible to find a smart person who doesn't know him.
It's a strange life, isn't it? Sorry for the book. I can't help it. I don't even know what I'm looking for, but maybe it's simply to feel understood. Thanks for reading.
I've had an extremely difficult time engaging others in blander social environments, which for me would be when people are not logical or technically-minded, or worse still, not even capable of following basic rules of engagement for debate. For me, being stuck in such a situation is akin to hearing nails on a chalkboard for the duration of the time I'm forced to listen. It baffles me how people can be so irrational and makes me fear for the future of our species.
Add to all this that I recently left my very successful INTJ boyfriend of six years for his exact opposite, a fun-loving ESFP. We're so happy together. I am more in love with him than I've ever been with anyone. We really do compensate for each other's weaknesses. It comes as second-nature. And we're fascinated by our differences, often discussing them at length and lately, with the influence of our newfound understanding of personality. I've been impressed to find that my boyfriend reads into these things on his own time and is even coming back to educate me on the topic.
Unfortunately for us, everyone in his family has been shocked to find him with someone of my personality type, even based on their first impressions and what little they know of personality. He is supposed to be this outgoing, life-of-the-party kinda guy, but when he's with me, we interact on a much deeper level and prefer to have our privacy. Not to mention that I can't help but speak the truth in everything I say, and am well-researched in just about every controversial topic that could arise in a discussion. I generally try my best not to speak, but sometimes I slip up, and so alternate back and forth between raising eyebrows and being spookily quiet, or too good for it.
Pretty much everyone hates me. I'm trying to come to terms with this, but have mostly done so by becoming a shut-in. The feeling of 'differentness' has ruined me. I've been increasingly depressed for so long that it's just a part of me. I'm actually applying for disability on the basis of MDD and ADHD as I am too nervous to go out into the workforce and try to get along with people again. I dropped out of college about a year ago after having to withdraw three terms in a row, basically for going crazy in the inane cattle herding that was supposed to be higher education. Despite all of this, I actually feel that I have a lot going for me and want to save myself. It's just so, so hard out there. Nails on chalkboards everywhere.
I need help. I am planning on being institutionalized at a mental hospital where I've been once before. It really hurts to feel so misunderstood. I've been badly neglected by my family, who have nothing in common with me. I have almost no female friends. I just don't think like them, with my feelings, even though I do have feelings and want to have female friends. Men absolutely adore me because I'm attractive and analytical, but it's hard for men and women to be 'friends.' I'm just a really thin, petite, attractive young female who acts like anything but, having the personality type of the 'absent-minded professor.' No one knows how to act around me and people often tell me I'm intimidating. To me, it seems to catch them off-guard because they expect me to be sweet, outgoing, and demure.
My boyfriend went out with friends last night to blow off some steam after suffering through a family dinner party with me. I'm like radioactive at events like that, but I go to be supportive, knowing that family is important to him. I gave him plenty of space, as I always do when he needs it. He happened to run into a very good family friend who is our age while he was out and came to find that there are all kinds of rumors being spread through his mother's side of the family about him. Apparently his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins thought our behavior was so unusual when we visited over the summer that we must be on drugs, because he has had problems with that in the past and we were being uncharacteristically reclusive for him. They also think I'm anorexic because I'm so thin and was too nervous to get food out of the kitchen without my BF there. And they also just generally don't like me and think it's weird that their extroverted family member is not dating another extrovert.
Even I was surpised by this development of events. I mean, I'm used to people not liking me, but to find myself at the center of some family conspiracy theory that's been talked about so far-and-wide that the news made it 200 miles from the mountains by word-of-mouth and was delivered to us by someone who is not even a family member is astounding. People really just fucking hate me. But you know what? People are fucking stupid. I'm trying not to let it get me down, but it's exactly the kind of ostracizing that makes me suicidal. I feel like an alien, not meant for this world, even though the world would be a better place if there were more people like me. I'm not a bad person, but the world makes me feel like I am. Insert inspiration quote here, you know, the one about being maladjusted to an unjust world.
So the fallout is pretty much that my BF was devastated and glad we decided to go with his Dad's famly for Christmas. They have so far not done anything as ridiculously judgemental and childish, even letting us stay at their nice vacation rentals and taking us out. His father is likely an INTJ, so he doesn't react emotionally enough for dumb shit like that. He spoke to his Dad about what happened and he felt really sorry for my BF. He also spoke to his Mom and thinks that she is even more upset than we are. We believe she's an ISFP and she is badly effected by this kind of family meltdown. She just wants everyone to get along. I don't think she really likes me either, but she loves her son and feels terrible for him in the wake of this embarrassment. Imagine overcoming drugs and doing well for yourself, planning for the future with the love of your life, only to find that your entire family is talking to everyone and their fucking mom about how you're doing drugs again and your girlfriend is a creepy anorexic.
I honestly wonder if understanding the uniqueness and exceptional capabilities of my personality type is the only thing keeping me alive right now. Being born smart is probably the worst thing that ever happened to me, although I am holding out hope that I'll be able to accomplish amazing things in my life. I just really need some moral support right now because I'm taking on a lot. My boyfriend is there for me and remains totally committed, knowing that none of this is my fault. He never knew how hard it could be to be unique and is often shocked by people's reaction to me, since he is so accepting. However, it's a lot of pressure on him to deal with me and everyone else. I need to find more analytical friends so I can get my kicks in an appropriate environment, but they all left with my ex-boyfriend, who is now a quasi-famous engineer in the area and it's impossible to find a smart person who doesn't know him.
It's a strange life, isn't it? Sorry for the book. I can't help it. I don't even know what I'm looking for, but maybe it's simply to feel understood. Thanks for reading.