Rudolph Mondal
Banned
So I recently figured out that I'm actually an INFP after learning more about the differences between Ti and Fi and being more honest with myself. All along I thought that I was an INTP probably because all the descriptions of INFPs I read didn't gel with me entirely because I don't see myself as an arty person and also because I was actually bluffing on all the personality tests without realizing it because I was filling in the tests as what I'd like them to see me as rather than who I actually am.
So I'm apparently an INFP. Most of my actions are value-centered and I do not possess a logically consistent core. I'm fickle-minded, tend to dwell on my emotions a lot and basically do things based on what my emotions tell me. Yes, I feel that I'm in search of who I am which I heard is the quintessential quest for INFPs. However, I do not possess any artistic talent but I guess it's really because I never put effort into anything and basically run out of motivation after a few days or so or feel some compulsion to explore other things.
I don't know what my interests are. Nothing, really, other than wanting to figure out who I am. What's the only thing that keeps me moving. The chance to reflect on these days some time in the future so I can better understand who I am and gauge how much I've grown.
I lie to myself a lot. I tell myself that I'm interested in math or cognitive science but I'm not really because I don't spend all of my time learning those subjects. Or maybe I am interested sometimes but most of the time, the motivation simply isn't there and everything feels like a chore.
I want to make something out of my life, you know? I don't want to be someone who just rots away. I don't want to be some plain office worker either. I want to matter to people. But more importantly, I want to matter to myself. I want to be someone I'd be proud of.
But what, oh what can I do? Nothing interests me long enough. I had dreams of becoming a writer but I can't write for the love of oranges. I've also had dreams of becoming a philosopher or a psychologist or a mathematician or a physicist but you know, I can't pursue them because I simply don't possess enough interest, motivation or ambition to get there. So what do I do now?
I fantasize a lot. I fantasize about being intelligent and being passionate about math and physics and cognitive science and philosophy. About learning how the world works, basically. Investigating the innermost secrets if you will of reality. But those are mere fantasies. I do get motivation from my fantasies though. At most it'd last for a few weeks especially if it's the holiday period. But sooner or later reality hits home and I realize how distant the person in my fantasies is from me as I am and I get upset.
I can't fantasize for very long nowadays because there's school and stuff. But that also means that I get upset a lot because I can't get enough motivation (which I'd get from fantasizing) to be interested in anything.
But you know, there are times when I'm genuinely interested in math or physics or whatever. Really really interested. It just doesn't last.
I also have problems with people in my university. They're so different from me. I can't qualify exactly how they are different from me but it's an intuitive feeling. I feel extremely alienated from them. After every class ends I have to go outside for a walk because being in the midst of all my schoolmates is so damn suffocating. It's a chore going to university. It's a chore being stuck in the system I am stuck in.
Today was an okay sort of day. A Sunday so there wasn't any school. I finished pretty much all of my homework so I feel good now. Better, I mean. Yet, the thought that there's school tomorrow casts a shadow on my spirits. It makes me feel awful again. It's night-time here. In 8.5 hours time I'll be in school again, attending classes in the midst of all the people. It's a depressing thought.
I'm writing all of this to reach out to someone. I can't reach out to my parents because they get upset when I'm like this and I don't really have friends I'm so close with that I can tell them all of this stuff. Also, I don't want to pester anyone in particular so I thought the forum would be good.
Gaah. Life is a pain. Just this afternoon I was watching talks on AGI and had ambitions to get a Phd in AGI. Things have changed drastically in the intervening hours. I no longer have that sort of motivation or interest. I'm leaning more towards human affairs now. I want to read all the great works of fiction that reveal so much about the human condition.
I've been upset for 7 weeks so far. Basically since school started there hasn't been a single day when I felt happy or contended or satisfied for the entire duration of the day. Moments of happiness are fleeting. Moments of sadness and frustration are long and draining.
That's all I'm going to write for now.
NOTE: I'm not looking for advice. I'm merely looking for a means to be heard. I'd appreciate comments/advice though.
So I'm apparently an INFP. Most of my actions are value-centered and I do not possess a logically consistent core. I'm fickle-minded, tend to dwell on my emotions a lot and basically do things based on what my emotions tell me. Yes, I feel that I'm in search of who I am which I heard is the quintessential quest for INFPs. However, I do not possess any artistic talent but I guess it's really because I never put effort into anything and basically run out of motivation after a few days or so or feel some compulsion to explore other things.
I don't know what my interests are. Nothing, really, other than wanting to figure out who I am. What's the only thing that keeps me moving. The chance to reflect on these days some time in the future so I can better understand who I am and gauge how much I've grown.
I lie to myself a lot. I tell myself that I'm interested in math or cognitive science but I'm not really because I don't spend all of my time learning those subjects. Or maybe I am interested sometimes but most of the time, the motivation simply isn't there and everything feels like a chore.
I want to make something out of my life, you know? I don't want to be someone who just rots away. I don't want to be some plain office worker either. I want to matter to people. But more importantly, I want to matter to myself. I want to be someone I'd be proud of.
But what, oh what can I do? Nothing interests me long enough. I had dreams of becoming a writer but I can't write for the love of oranges. I've also had dreams of becoming a philosopher or a psychologist or a mathematician or a physicist but you know, I can't pursue them because I simply don't possess enough interest, motivation or ambition to get there. So what do I do now?
I fantasize a lot. I fantasize about being intelligent and being passionate about math and physics and cognitive science and philosophy. About learning how the world works, basically. Investigating the innermost secrets if you will of reality. But those are mere fantasies. I do get motivation from my fantasies though. At most it'd last for a few weeks especially if it's the holiday period. But sooner or later reality hits home and I realize how distant the person in my fantasies is from me as I am and I get upset.
I can't fantasize for very long nowadays because there's school and stuff. But that also means that I get upset a lot because I can't get enough motivation (which I'd get from fantasizing) to be interested in anything.
But you know, there are times when I'm genuinely interested in math or physics or whatever. Really really interested. It just doesn't last.
I also have problems with people in my university. They're so different from me. I can't qualify exactly how they are different from me but it's an intuitive feeling. I feel extremely alienated from them. After every class ends I have to go outside for a walk because being in the midst of all my schoolmates is so damn suffocating. It's a chore going to university. It's a chore being stuck in the system I am stuck in.
Today was an okay sort of day. A Sunday so there wasn't any school. I finished pretty much all of my homework so I feel good now. Better, I mean. Yet, the thought that there's school tomorrow casts a shadow on my spirits. It makes me feel awful again. It's night-time here. In 8.5 hours time I'll be in school again, attending classes in the midst of all the people. It's a depressing thought.
I'm writing all of this to reach out to someone. I can't reach out to my parents because they get upset when I'm like this and I don't really have friends I'm so close with that I can tell them all of this stuff. Also, I don't want to pester anyone in particular so I thought the forum would be good.
Gaah. Life is a pain. Just this afternoon I was watching talks on AGI and had ambitions to get a Phd in AGI. Things have changed drastically in the intervening hours. I no longer have that sort of motivation or interest. I'm leaning more towards human affairs now. I want to read all the great works of fiction that reveal so much about the human condition.
I've been upset for 7 weeks so far. Basically since school started there hasn't been a single day when I felt happy or contended or satisfied for the entire duration of the day. Moments of happiness are fleeting. Moments of sadness and frustration are long and draining.
That's all I'm going to write for now.
NOTE: I'm not looking for advice. I'm merely looking for a means to be heard. I'd appreciate comments/advice though.