"No, you're not so extraordinarily unique and special and unusual that your personality automatically defies all forms categorization and analysis."
In fact, I am. And so are you.
This reminds me of an incident... My psychiatrist wrote in a report that my identity is somehow dissolved or unsolid, which is supposedly a bad thing. And how did he conclude this? All I can remember is that a psychologist and a psychiatrist asked me questions like "What kind of a person are you?" and I replied "I don't know" or "that's a very complicated question" because of my convicion that people cannot be categorised or described in a nutshell. And because I'm sure that whatever I say makes them think that I'm something that I'm really not because there's always the other side of things etc. I certainly have a sense of who I am, it's just that I can't and don't want to be compelled to explain it in a few sentences. And it means that I have some kind of a dissolved identity? Argh! Want to know what I'm like? Well, don't ask what I'm like-- get to know me! Spend time with me!