wildhoneys
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Y’all I am embarrassed by the length of this.
Oh, well.
I am having one hell of a time deciding if I am INFP or INFJ. It is driving me crazy, honestly. I am taking this MBTI stuff way too seriously at the moment lol. I wrote as much as I thought might be needed. Probably way too much, my bad.
I will mention, I have read tons of articles and other forums on the differences between INFJ and INFP. I have looked at each function and the meanings behind them. I still cannot decide. I identify with a lot of key traits in both the types.
I am open to all opinions on this. Even if you might feel I am neither of these types! Thank you in advance!
I can tell you now, my attention to detail is awful. I have lived in the same area all 20 years of my life and I cannot remember how to get anywhere. I can look directly at something and still not see it. I’m also probably the most bodily awkward person ever. Clumsiness is me.
I am haunted by nostalgia and memories. It is a huge factor of who I am. I have a very hard time with change and getting out of my comfort zone. When I am stressed or overwhelmed by change, I can sit and reminisce for hours. I have a hard time letting things go. I do feel like some of these things might be because of growing up with severe Social Anxiety Disorder and I know you can’t apply mental illnesses to a type so I don’t know? I know living in the past is huge no-no for INFJs as well so
I am a very internal, private person. I hold on very tightly to my inner world and even though it saddens me that no one will truly know me, I am possessive over it and I would never want anyone to be privy to the inner me and my emotions in anyway. I have a vast world in my head, my place – my sanctuary. I recede to that place about 80% of the time. A lot of times I feel I am not truly present. I am known for being deep in a conversation with people and there will be a short pause and suddenly I’m worlds away. My ISTP brother jokes about it all the time and says I have a very intense, zoned out-look on my face and it’s actually kind of scary looking haha.
I feel thinks very intensely and it can be overwhelming at times. I don’t really voice aloud how I feel, but most of the time I am a mess over something. I feel very awkward and uncomfortable talking about myself and my emotions, but emotions don’t put me off. If that makes sense. I love listening to people and being there for someone and helping them understand their feelings, but me? No way. I’d rather keep that to myself.
I am very empathetic and in-tune with people’s feelings. Almost to the point where it causes myself distress and for me to go to extremes for others not to get hurt. I have done things that I really did not want to do just because I could not say no in fear of hurting their feelings. (again, the not being able to say no part could be due to my social anxiety disorder) I have been in very intense, uncomfortable positions because of this and have done things that have completely changed my life just because I couldn’t say no.
I also have this thing where I excuse a lot of bullshit from people because I see and know their potential. They can be a horrible person, but I just see this light in them, what I know they can be, and it makes me feel as if that really is them. Like I fall in love with this vulnerable, hidden side of someone. It’s not a good trait of mine, in my opinion.
I don’t really know how to describe this – and people actually get a bit upset with me when I say it – but I can understand and experience the feelings and emotions of almost anyone in any given situation. I just feel it. I can pick up when somethings not right with a friend or relative immediately. I always know when I’m being lied to or about to be lied too. I can read people like a book. I can guess their actions and words before they say or do it. This is definitely picked up stronger with people I know though. I’m constantly observing and nothing ever slips by me. I observe people, that is. I also get notions about things that are almost always right, though I can never explain why and it frustrates people. I can only describe it as a feeling I get. I just know. It freaks me the hell out myself sometimes.
I have also realized that when I am reading, I tend to mimic the emotions of the characters on my face. Especially very emotional, intense moments. It’s kind of embarrassing. There have even been times where I have put a book down and placed my hand over my mouth and head into a pillow acting like I was crying and feeling like I was crying because a character was, only to realize what I was doing and then having a major what the fuck moment lol. I know weird, right? I’ll do it as well when I am walking and deep in thought. I’m not very aware of it though and it takes a lot for me to suppress it. I have caught people giving me very odd looks haha.
I tend to subconsciously blurt out facts and the correct answers to things when people are wrong about something and can be very literal and logical at times, even if I don’t rationalize in my head what so ever. It probably makes no sense, and this part feels like a contradiction to how I go about things in life, but sometimes I just do it. Only with friends and family though because, again, I don’t like hurting people’s feelings and will not voice the matter unless it’s something serious.
I am a landmine with one thing and one thing only. I have very liberal views and can spit fire when people are being sexists, racists, or just plain ignorant. I cannot stand mindless cruelty and dangerous ignorance and I will respond heatedly – feelings be damned. It takes a lot of restraint for me not to voice my opinion on things like this. Though I won’t bring it up or talk about it unless someone else does first.
I am not one to lead the way in life. I am happy being in the background, cheering others on. A lot of times this can hold me back on moments in life though, I am aware of that. I feel like it keeps me from reaching my full potential. I have a hard time taking things by storm and just doing. I’m always second guessing everything. I’m way too indecisive. I feel like I am more prone to staying in my comfort zone and not going after what I want than the other way around; that scares me sometimes.
And that brings me into another part of myself that is infuriating. I can never decide on anything because I overanalyze everything. I am constantly second guessing myself. It is madness. It stresses me out quite a bit. It has made me an extreme perfectionist to the point where I won’t even do things because there’s no way I can do it to my high ass standards. I overanalyze myself – how I feel and think. I overanalyze the intentions of others and how they truly feel towards me. This is probably the main thing that really gets on my nerves about myself lol.
I must plan things out. I am not one for improvising at all. I even think about what I’m going to say so intensely that it rushes out of my mouth a jumbled mess. If I were to be put on the spot and say whatever, I would probably freak out. (again, this could be learned behavior because of social anxiety). If I am having time to myself and something occurs that I did not have planned, I can become highly irritated and cruel.
I am a curious, childish soul. I have an insatiable curiosity and I feel like I can’t rest until I know everything possible. I crave knowledge. My mind is an endless jumble of questions and analyzes of the world and I can talk for hours about symbolism and abstract ideas just as easily as facts, theories, and concrete ideas. I am constantly taking in information and breaking it down. My mind never stops. It’s like I can feel my subconscious, however weird that may sound. My ENFJ mother always reminds me what I was as a child and I feel like I never lost that spark; it’s just been repressed a bit. She said I was a free spirit that never stopped exploring ideas and asking questions. I remember going to the library and taking home the limit of 30 books, almost all of them fantasy. I read to the point where it was almost becoming a problem. To this day, I have a bit of a problem with collecting books haha.
Basically, my mind is a crazy, jumbled mess that never shuts the hell up; and for some reason I feel that knowing my MBTI would help me grasp what is up with me lol.
God, the number of I’s in this post. Cringe. I know this is a lot and I probably am coming off quite narcissistic, but I need to know. Its driving me. Up. The. Wall. I have been leaning more towards INFP, but I just don’t know.
Goodness, this is a mess
lol.
I am a bit new to this, so I could be wrong on a lot of things. Please let me know what your opinion is.
Again, sorry. I know this is a lot. Please don’t judge me heh heh.
Thank you!
Oh, well.
I am having one hell of a time deciding if I am INFP or INFJ. It is driving me crazy, honestly. I am taking this MBTI stuff way too seriously at the moment lol. I wrote as much as I thought might be needed. Probably way too much, my bad.
I will mention, I have read tons of articles and other forums on the differences between INFJ and INFP. I have looked at each function and the meanings behind them. I still cannot decide. I identify with a lot of key traits in both the types.
I am open to all opinions on this. Even if you might feel I am neither of these types! Thank you in advance!
I can tell you now, my attention to detail is awful. I have lived in the same area all 20 years of my life and I cannot remember how to get anywhere. I can look directly at something and still not see it. I’m also probably the most bodily awkward person ever. Clumsiness is me.
I am haunted by nostalgia and memories. It is a huge factor of who I am. I have a very hard time with change and getting out of my comfort zone. When I am stressed or overwhelmed by change, I can sit and reminisce for hours. I have a hard time letting things go. I do feel like some of these things might be because of growing up with severe Social Anxiety Disorder and I know you can’t apply mental illnesses to a type so I don’t know? I know living in the past is huge no-no for INFJs as well so
I am a very internal, private person. I hold on very tightly to my inner world and even though it saddens me that no one will truly know me, I am possessive over it and I would never want anyone to be privy to the inner me and my emotions in anyway. I have a vast world in my head, my place – my sanctuary. I recede to that place about 80% of the time. A lot of times I feel I am not truly present. I am known for being deep in a conversation with people and there will be a short pause and suddenly I’m worlds away. My ISTP brother jokes about it all the time and says I have a very intense, zoned out-look on my face and it’s actually kind of scary looking haha.
I feel thinks very intensely and it can be overwhelming at times. I don’t really voice aloud how I feel, but most of the time I am a mess over something. I feel very awkward and uncomfortable talking about myself and my emotions, but emotions don’t put me off. If that makes sense. I love listening to people and being there for someone and helping them understand their feelings, but me? No way. I’d rather keep that to myself.
I am very empathetic and in-tune with people’s feelings. Almost to the point where it causes myself distress and for me to go to extremes for others not to get hurt. I have done things that I really did not want to do just because I could not say no in fear of hurting their feelings. (again, the not being able to say no part could be due to my social anxiety disorder) I have been in very intense, uncomfortable positions because of this and have done things that have completely changed my life just because I couldn’t say no.
I also have this thing where I excuse a lot of bullshit from people because I see and know their potential. They can be a horrible person, but I just see this light in them, what I know they can be, and it makes me feel as if that really is them. Like I fall in love with this vulnerable, hidden side of someone. It’s not a good trait of mine, in my opinion.
I don’t really know how to describe this – and people actually get a bit upset with me when I say it – but I can understand and experience the feelings and emotions of almost anyone in any given situation. I just feel it. I can pick up when somethings not right with a friend or relative immediately. I always know when I’m being lied to or about to be lied too. I can read people like a book. I can guess their actions and words before they say or do it. This is definitely picked up stronger with people I know though. I’m constantly observing and nothing ever slips by me. I observe people, that is. I also get notions about things that are almost always right, though I can never explain why and it frustrates people. I can only describe it as a feeling I get. I just know. It freaks me the hell out myself sometimes.
I have also realized that when I am reading, I tend to mimic the emotions of the characters on my face. Especially very emotional, intense moments. It’s kind of embarrassing. There have even been times where I have put a book down and placed my hand over my mouth and head into a pillow acting like I was crying and feeling like I was crying because a character was, only to realize what I was doing and then having a major what the fuck moment lol. I know weird, right? I’ll do it as well when I am walking and deep in thought. I’m not very aware of it though and it takes a lot for me to suppress it. I have caught people giving me very odd looks haha.
I tend to subconsciously blurt out facts and the correct answers to things when people are wrong about something and can be very literal and logical at times, even if I don’t rationalize in my head what so ever. It probably makes no sense, and this part feels like a contradiction to how I go about things in life, but sometimes I just do it. Only with friends and family though because, again, I don’t like hurting people’s feelings and will not voice the matter unless it’s something serious.
I am a landmine with one thing and one thing only. I have very liberal views and can spit fire when people are being sexists, racists, or just plain ignorant. I cannot stand mindless cruelty and dangerous ignorance and I will respond heatedly – feelings be damned. It takes a lot of restraint for me not to voice my opinion on things like this. Though I won’t bring it up or talk about it unless someone else does first.
I am not one to lead the way in life. I am happy being in the background, cheering others on. A lot of times this can hold me back on moments in life though, I am aware of that. I feel like it keeps me from reaching my full potential. I have a hard time taking things by storm and just doing. I’m always second guessing everything. I’m way too indecisive. I feel like I am more prone to staying in my comfort zone and not going after what I want than the other way around; that scares me sometimes.
And that brings me into another part of myself that is infuriating. I can never decide on anything because I overanalyze everything. I am constantly second guessing myself. It is madness. It stresses me out quite a bit. It has made me an extreme perfectionist to the point where I won’t even do things because there’s no way I can do it to my high ass standards. I overanalyze myself – how I feel and think. I overanalyze the intentions of others and how they truly feel towards me. This is probably the main thing that really gets on my nerves about myself lol.
I must plan things out. I am not one for improvising at all. I even think about what I’m going to say so intensely that it rushes out of my mouth a jumbled mess. If I were to be put on the spot and say whatever, I would probably freak out. (again, this could be learned behavior because of social anxiety). If I am having time to myself and something occurs that I did not have planned, I can become highly irritated and cruel.
I am a curious, childish soul. I have an insatiable curiosity and I feel like I can’t rest until I know everything possible. I crave knowledge. My mind is an endless jumble of questions and analyzes of the world and I can talk for hours about symbolism and abstract ideas just as easily as facts, theories, and concrete ideas. I am constantly taking in information and breaking it down. My mind never stops. It’s like I can feel my subconscious, however weird that may sound. My ENFJ mother always reminds me what I was as a child and I feel like I never lost that spark; it’s just been repressed a bit. She said I was a free spirit that never stopped exploring ideas and asking questions. I remember going to the library and taking home the limit of 30 books, almost all of them fantasy. I read to the point where it was almost becoming a problem. To this day, I have a bit of a problem with collecting books haha.
Basically, my mind is a crazy, jumbled mess that never shuts the hell up; and for some reason I feel that knowing my MBTI would help me grasp what is up with me lol.
God, the number of I’s in this post. Cringe. I know this is a lot and I probably am coming off quite narcissistic, but I need to know. Its driving me. Up. The. Wall. I have been leaning more towards INFP, but I just don’t know.
Goodness, this is a mess
lol. I am a bit new to this, so I could be wrong on a lot of things. Please let me know what your opinion is.
Again, sorry. I know this is a lot. Please don’t judge me heh heh.
Thank you!
