I am here because I am in a quagmire and need help, or suggestions. From any personality. That is specifically why I am not posting this in INTPc, because I need input from others not like me; the solution probably lies outside the INTP realm. I'll make this as short as I can.
I had written off other people for the most part. I could never relate with them on a meaningful level; most non INTPs never seem to be interested in the "truth", or any theory that attempts to realize it. I mitigated my disconnect from them by constructing theories, and researching known ones, about the human mind, society, etc. Everything was going fine at first...my interactions were mitigating the boredom by asking questions of them to feed my theories.
Until that is, I met someone; this person is not a romantic interest, so don't put me in that box. This woman, probably an ISFJ, is nothing like me. Very culturally involved, non-intellectual, concrete, essentially "normal", or so I thought. She is also one of the most kind, considerate, caring, peaceful person I have ever met.
At first, I thought that I could classify her morally, which should be easy to do. Most people that seem extremely kind have alternate motives which can be discerned soon enough using any thought tool (Rand, Utilitarianism, Machiavelli). I turns out, I couldn't find a contradiction in her behavior; for the most part, she seemed genuinely good. Perhaps its cultural then? Perhaps she was brought up in an exceptionally good home, or community, etc?
I realized that my theories were failing. Moreover, I realized that I couldn't understand where she, or anyone else was coming from, how they felt. What her experience was. In trying to understand her goodness, I was undermining it by objectifying her.
I want to "feel people out" now. I want to empathize...but I don't think I can. I can't help but fit them in some sort of framework, and it makes me feel ashamed that I have become that alienated from humanity. I feel trapped in all of my theories and wonder if its too late.
I wonder what my pursuit of the "truth" has made me? Less or more human? What have I become? The truth has led me to a truth that defies its own persuit....
Any help from any personality, is greatful...