About the test
For the last two years I’ve literally been obsessed with the MBTI personality test. I use it on all the men I think about seeing, and I’ve made all my friends and family members take it too (most of whom are now also obsessed with its accuracy).
I always thought I was an ENFJ, but when I sat down to take the test a few months ago I analysed the questions much more deeply since I last took it and came out with an entirely new personality. It resulted in a minor identity crisis – how can I be introverted? I love talking, I’m vivacious, I go out, et cetera. I could believe that I had moved from being J (judgemental) to P (perceptive) because that was always a low score and I see logically how that transformation has taken place during the last 2 years. The intuitive and feeling scores remained constant and very high, they are the two aspects of my personality I identify with the most, so that was okay, but introverted?! REALLY??? . Last night I took the test again and got the following percentages:
Introverted (I) 51.52% Extroverted (E) 48.48%
Intuitive (N) 63.89% Sensing (S) 36.11%
Feeling (F) 85.71% Thinking (T) 34.29%
Perceiving (P) 59.46% Judging (J) 40.54%
How I perceive the world
INFP – It Never Feels Perfect. I genuinely care about every single person and I think I would do anything for anyone no matter how compromising a position it puts me in. I don’t really matter to myself, I feel like I live through my effect on other people not other peoples’ effects on me. Although that’s not to say that (1) I don’t like myself or that (2) people don’t effect me, they do, it just doesn’t matter to me as much as my effect on them. I do care about myself and I love being alone, I see myself as my best friend – something I’m not sure many other people do. A friend once told me ‘you just have to accept the fact that no one cares about you as much as you do’ – but that’s something I’ll never be able to agree with because I know it’s not true, I care about other people far more than myself – at least I think. I want to believe that all people are selfish because that’s how most of them act, but I know deep down it simply can’t be true, because I’m not. I see emotions as flavours of humanity that build up in layers over a fundamental bedrock of good and peacefulness that lies at the core of us all. I think people are all good, we are often just misguided. It always shocks me how little other people really care about me in comparison to how much I care about them, and that’s something which will always depress me, but I’m coming to terms with it. I think what makes me so different lies in the fact that I love people in a much deeper way than anyone else i know – it seems abnormal at times but I wouldn’t change it for anything. I love to love and to look after people. I am capable of empathising with any living organism including plants and insects. When I was a child I accidentally stepped on a snail once and cried for the majority of the day calling myself a murderer. I feel as if I take on the emotions and pain of everything/everyone around me. I constantly strive for purpose and perfection but I don’t think I’ll ever truly find either. I have an incredibly vivid imagination and due to the negativity in my home I spent my childhood not only with imaginary friends but with a whole other imaginary life in an imaginary world which I realise means I was born an idealist. From the age of 2 when my sister was born I became motherly. My baby sister wouldn’t cry for her mummy when she was sick or upset, she would cry for me, and to this day she still does. As a child I automatically assumed responsibility for everyone more vulnerable than me and teachers were always confused my early motherly nature. Every day that I live without doing something to make someone else happy was a waste of a day. When I dream about lying in my death bed I know I’ll only be happy if my life helped a number of other lives considerably -and I’m pretty sure that number has to be over 100. My biggest fear is dying without having had a purpose and helping the world. I like to think that if I make someone smile who was sad I’ve made some small positive change in the world, and that used to help me sleep at night, but now no matter what I do in a day I never feel satisfied that I’ve done as much as I could or should have. I feel guilty for everything I’ve ever done that unjustifiably upset someone, including the time aged 6 I called the new boy the F word (fat). I like to think that because I care about everyone so deeply anyway I can stop myself ”falling in love” which I feel like I have to do to protect myself from the pain of failed relationships which has previously been a near unbearable experience. I believe that all people are equal and I hate hierarchical systems for destroying that truth and making people feel worthless and inferior – I think this is the biggest crime in the world and that we all deserve the same opportunities and living standards across the globe.
My relationships with other types
I have never had an argument with any of my ENFJ, ENFP or ESTP friends – sure I’ve jokily debated with them, but they aren’t people who offend me, and somehow all these people often have very similar views to me. Most of my bestfriends are one of those 3 types. Getting on so well with ESTPs is definitely surprising but they have quite a morbid sense of humour which I love, and are usually very sexual, witty, fun, sarcastic, intelligent people so naturally I just can’t ever get enough of them and I love it when I find one. I feel like these types of people keep me grounded, and drag me out of gutters, (shout out to Clare Warwick (LUSMS). My best friend at uni is an ENFJ who I love to bits because she is also very F, opinionated, and spontaneous. We never get bored of each other and I could talk to her about anything and really be myself. I am instantly attracted to ENFJ guys but I don’t know many.I really enjoy a singalong with ESFPs, but we clash in many ways. I also have lots of INTP friends but we clash occasionally if they are too T. I had a very long relationship with an ENTJ but that was an absolute disaster because we developed such different values and priorities. I also had a long friendship with an ESTJ which, debating aside, was rewarding because we are literally polar opposites. I’ve attracted a few INTJs, but I never find their personalities particularly compelling or interesting. These are definitely all the types I interact with the most. So far I’ve found this chart very accurate in all my relationships… http://www.socionics.com/rel/relcht.htm
On being an extroverted introvert:
I’m clearly a borderline introvert, but this was still a shocking discovery, and of course it changes the relationship of all aspects of my personality. I’ve realised however that the stereotypical idea of an introvert is entirely false. Introverts are not necessarily shy and quiet. My explanation of my own introversion comes from the fact that I thoroughly enjoy my own company. After I spend lots of time with several people I feel increasingly drained and in order to recharge I have to spend time alone. I am incredibly comfortable in pubs and clubs with friends, meeting new people, but actually in retrospect my favourite nights are those I spend with a few close friends just talking and after that the nights I spend alone in a candle lit bubble bath with a good book and a glass of white wine. I wouldn’t say I need a social life in order to survive, I am perfectly happy spending days at a time on my own, for example at university I frequently lock my door, turn my phone off, and pretend I’m out just so I can be alone. However at the same time I live for those moments when I can make other people happy and I really love having a wide circle of good friends to talk to. I can talk to people for hours on end, I love making people laugh, I have no issues making new friends and starting or leading conversations, and I frequently find myself at the centre of attention during group conversations which I’m perfect comfortable with. This is why I’m quite confused by the whole idea of being introverted – does this just mean extroverts are people who enjoy the company of others more than their own? I think I’ve always been this way, I’ve always had a great time by myself and needed to be alone to relax, I just thought that was normal and that I must be extroverted because of the stigma attached to being a ”lonely, shy, boring” introvert.
My biggest flaws
1. Structure and routine. I want every day to be like no other. This kind of makes the idea of ever ”settling down” or making it to all my lectures impossible. In school I had a 40% attendance rate by year 13 because I couldn’t stand the pointless monotony – if I read a textbook I can teach it to myself far more effectively than sitting in this class with all these distracting people.
2. Rules? Oh perlease, I have like no patience for these whatsoever, I can make my own decisions about what I should and shouldn’t do thank you very much. I see why they might be necessary in primary schools and why laws should exist to maintain order in society, but don’t try and restrict my freedom if I’m not doing anything that’s directly harming someone or something – which I wouldn’t do anyway, duh.
3. Authority and respect. No one has authority over me, unless my complicated system of morality grants it to them. People who impose authority over me for stupid reasons like ”because I’m older” or because ”I gave birth to you” can expect very little in the way of respect. My respect is something I give to people who earn it, not to people who simply demand it.
4. Overthinking. I like to express my opinions and ideas and I have something to say about EVERYTHING… hence this really random purposeless blog.
5. Who knew morality could make a person argumentative… paradox much?! Yeah I guess, 90% of the time I’m generally a happy peaceful content person, but if my friends do something I find morally corrupt and don’t fix it I will fight my cause to the end. This often means temporarily losing friends who frequently cheat on their partners but don’t tell them or who rate people on family wealth, education and status to create an established elitist hierarchy (yeah this actually happened, some bitch who I was friends with actually rated everyone in my year based purely on those factors). This gets annoying because I gain nothing in having a bitch fit about things that people have already done, but I can’t help it. If someone does something wrong I will tell them, and I’ll be blunt, very very very very very blunt. I get jealous of people who can see someone do something wrong and just not give a shit, because it means people generally tend to like them more, and presumably they have much easier lives.
6. I cannot hold a grudge for long. That’s why above I said these lost friendships are only ever temporary. Soon enough I’ll miss the person, no matter what their crime. I’ll apologise for my hissy fit, make them a cup cake, and build a bridge over all broken paths. IT’S FUCKING ANNOYING. For example, when 2 weeks ago my sister stole my credit card to go on a shopping spree, hid my coat so she could keep it whilst I’m at uni, and was generally unpleasant about every aspect of my existence, I vowed to never help her again. TWO days later she made cute puppy eyes .. soI wrote her personal statement. Part of me resents this but I guess it’s also a good thing that once I blow off my steam I always regret what I say and try to fix it.
7. I am incredibly unmotivated. It doesn’t matter if I stare at a picture of starving children for half an hour, I still can’t find the inner strength to actually finish anything if it isn’t going to save a life. I leave everything to the last possible second, I scrape through my life by putting in the absolute bare minimum amount of effort required for whatever I’m doing. It makes me feel selfish and ungrateful, but I usually do okay in the end so it’s sort of successful in many respects, still it’s painful to live this way feeling constantly bad for doing well without doing enough.
8. Criticism. If you criticise anything or anyone I care about I can’t help but take it personally. I will get deeply offended, and I’ll let you know about it. Of course I think my opinions are right, that’s why they’re my opinions!! As far as I’m concerned there is no such thing as constructive criticism , all criticism is soul destroying and upsetting. If I have a flaw I will find it (I mean can you see this fucking list of not?!) and I will try to improve it myself, so there’s really no need to tell me about it.
9. Caring too much? To be honest, I don’t see this as a flaw, other people do. I will literally, and seriously I mean l.i.t.e.r.a.l.l.y, do anything for anyone if it will make them happy/help. I gain the most satisfaction in life by helping other people. I want to make sure everyone is okay all the time. I don’t care about my own condition anywhere near as much as I care about the people around me. That is what defines being a high F I suppose, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it, but it often seems odd to people that I am capable of giving so much, so for that reason it bothers me but that’s societies fault for being so selfish, not mine. I empathise too much, if I’m with a person it’s like half of my brain is subconsciously focussing on how they must feel in whatever situation we’re in. So I tend to smother people and some find it patronising that I’m often say things like ”are you okay?”, but I only ever ask it if I have a reason to be worried. I suppose it is weird, but it’s just who I am. I can’t help it, I’ve always been like that.
10. I ignore the truth and live in my imagination. I hatttttttte to admit it. It’s so hard. When I was 7 I kept a diary which I recently found and it said ”the world is so nice and great and I love it, but then I see Jasmine and the world suddenly becomes horrible and cold”. It was easy to ignore just one person who made me feel bad about life at the age of 7, and I did, but now Jasmine is most people. I want to just turn a blind eye to all the things that make me feel bad about my life, but now that I’m educated and almost ”out in the real world” that’s completely impossible. I avoid the news like the plague, I read the pages that seem most positive in newspapers (unless I really want to know about something). I constantly try to reaassure myself and believe that the world is a good place full of good people who are simply misguided. In fact, I truly do believe that… but I have a horrible feeling I could be wrong… but I’ll just go think about something else and ignore that feeling.
11. I never get bored. I could listen to the same song on repeat all day (if I like it), I genuinely can’t understand why/how people get bored, and that probably means that I’m a massive freak because everyone’s always bored according to facebook and twitter and life. Throughout lower primary school I always sat at the dolls house and played on my own every break time and lunch time. It was heaven. Then I would go home and play with my own all evening afterwards. When my sister wanted to play with the dolls house too once I said ”we have to play in our heads and imagine the conversations so we can play separate games because you won’t understand my characters lives”. My dad was stunned by it and wrote it down. It wasn’t boring. My head is full of incredibleness and my imagination is literally limitless and if you give me the same toys every day for 10 years I will find a way to keep it exciting. I don’t even need toys any more, I can just think, and it’s amazing. I love thinking with other people and getting into really deep philosophical conversations, because thinking with two brains brings so many new ideas forward, the more the merrier, but I can cope perfectly well on my own too. This also makes it really hard to sleep because like, who wants to turn off the world? I hate it. I never want to stop thinking or living and like OMG the internet is just so cool, there’s always a million things I’d rather do than nothing and sleeping is that.
12. I have no self control. I am so spontaneous and free of self discipline that if I fancy doing something I will if I can. I spend too long in bed, I have too much sex, I get with people I hate if the moments right, I eat too much chocolate, I go out when I have unfinished essays due, I buy things I don’t need, I say things I shouldn’t, I give too much away, I attack people for having the wrong views, I spend like 1000 hours A DAY online, I buy people presents too often for no reason, I spend hours watching youtube videos of incredibly random shit, i’ll buy 10 books and make a time-table but never sit down and touch a single one, ETC. It’s a nightmare, I’ll do whatever I want to in the moment I’m living in, I never say no.
13. I hate doing mundane tasks, I want everything I do to have a purpose that somehow helps humanity in some way. What’s the purpose of life if it’s purposeless? I don’t know what my purpose is, but I know that everything I do has to have a helpful purpose in some way. I’m feeling bad about this blog because I don’t see how it can help anyone, it helps me, but that’s not enough. I’ll use it to bash David Cameron or something… that’s always helpful. This brings us nicely onto:
14. Sorry, where was I? Yeah, as is surely clear, I tend ramble and go verrrry off topic.
15. I enjoy introspection too much and I always focus on the negative. Clearly.
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