So this might turn into more of a type-me thread than I would like. But I will give information where applicable.
I'm not sure what type I am, so I'll give some background on how I think to show why it's important in the context of familial relations. I'm pretty sure I'm an introverted sensor, and as a result I can be quite stubborn. But my parents are also quite stubborn -- in their own ways -- and we tend to fight a lot.
So when my mom is telling me, "We have to go to the store," I instantly think, "Why?" and ask as much. She responds, "We need milk." And I say, "Why? We just bought a gallon last week." And she responds, "We need to buy some because your sister's coming into town and she uses a lot of it when she's here." So I respond, "Why can't she just buy some? She can't expect you to buy her all the milk when she uses up every last drop." And she responds, "Because that's what mothers do." So I say, "But why?"
And she gets frustrated, to the point of just shutting down and telling me, "End of conversation" and brooding quietly.
I naturally need to know why she's feeling sad and what I can do to fix the situation, so I want to poke her. But I also know if I poke her she'll get even more mad.
My dad tries to be the mediator of these conflicts and explain the why, but I still need the why to match either a universal or internal sense of logic. It never does, and I just end up frustrated. My parents call me negative, a perfectionist, and too critical. I can't stop it, though. I just want things to make sense.
I don't know what my sister is, honestly. She's consistently gotten Ni in her results, though....Very rare to see INTJ that identifies as Empath, given they're thinking sorts. Not that I'm questioning their typing. Merely remarking on rarity. I assume you know them better.
Either way, I suppose... Not getting along doesn't have to be a type thing.
How do I not do it? At some point I might've thought it was cute, but it literally won't leave my mind that I should be doing this.
It's like, "If I don't ask why at certain points (whatever I feel is necessary), am I a sheep? What is a sheep, anyway? Do they exist? Maybe I should just let it go..." But I can't stop.
I realize it drives people nuts. It drives me nuts.
I think I'll just retreat to my little corner where I can be contrary in my own mind, and not let anybody hear it.
I always thought it was because I wanted to be more logical and have certainty, because I didn't have any. In my family it's pretty common for my parents and me to call each other stupid and about 78% of the time mean it. Of course, they say it with a general malice, but a smiling or joking tone at times, so I get confused. I need people to say what they mean. I like to figure out deeper meaning, but I'm no good at it. At some point when I was younger, I realized I wasn't good at thinking in grey (instead of black and white), and couldn't read between the lines, didn't have tact... etc. There was a lot from my internal processes that most "normal" people seemed to have that was missing, and I tried to add it back in like a retcon by following that haunting "why" in the back of my mind to an obsessive degree. Usually I got nowhere, and I was no better at reading people's emotions. It was just a fun experiment, and it frustrated me that it was just "fun" and didn't produce any results: no empathy, no better facial reads, no connection with other human beings. I can laugh at other people's jokes, for instance, but unless it has a pre-defined meaning I'm familiar with or expect, I'm lost and I look like a dumb blonde. Some people (close to me) will be crying and I won't know why they're crying unless I think hard, and I can't comfort them. If I had to describe my experience, I'd say it's extremely disconcerting because I want so much for myself and I can see I'm lacking in so many areas, but I can never reach the goals I set. People are always telling me to stop asking why, to stop thinking about my own motivations and beliefs. And that's what I thought you were supposed to do. Be self-aware. But, of course, I could be wrong. And that would make me mad too since I would've liked to come to that conclusion on my own.
*sigh*
I always thought it was because I wanted to be more logical and have certainty, because I didn't have any. In my family it's pretty common for my parents and me to call each other stupid and about 78% of the time mean it. Of course, they say it with a general malice, but a smiling or joking tone at times, so I get confused. I need people to say what they mean. I like to figure out deeper meaning, but I'm no good at it. At some point when I was younger, I realized I wasn't good at thinking in grey (instead of black and white), and couldn't read between the lines, didn't have tact... etc. There was a lot from my internal processes that most "normal" people seemed to have that was missing, and I tried to add it back in like a retcon by following that haunting "why" in the back of my mind to an obsessive degree. Usually I got nowhere, and I was no better at reading people's emotions. It was just a fun experiment, and it frustrated me that it was just "fun" and didn't produce any results: no empathy, no better facial reads, no connection with other human beings. I can laugh at other people's jokes, for instance, but unless it has a pre-defined meaning I'm familiar with or expect, I'm lost and I look like a dumb blonde. Some people (close to me) will be crying and I won't know why they're crying unless I think hard, and I can't comfort them. If I had to describe my experience, I'd say it's extremely disconcerting because I want so much for myself and I can see I'm lacking in so many areas, but I can never reach the goals I set. People are always telling me to stop asking why, to stop thinking about my own motivations and beliefs. And that's what I thought you were supposed to do. Be self-aware. But, of course, I could be wrong. And that would make me mad too since I would've liked to come to that conclusion on my own.
*sigh*
Yes, when I wrote that it did sound like that to me.Not to be an armchair psychiatrist, but... This reads familiar to some degree. Have you heard of Asperger's Syndrome? Not having tact, taking things literally, having trouble reading between the lines, needing certainty, etc... All of these are part and parcel of having Asperger's. People with AS are literally wired a different way than many people.
Yes, when I wrote that it did sound like that to me.
I've considered that diagnosis for myself in the past. I've suggested it to my parents and each time I mention it, they vehemently shut it down with, "No. You are perfectly fine." Although, one time my mom "accused" me of being autistic, and I asked her, "If I was autistic, how come you didn't notice if you work with people 'like me'?" And that shut her up right quick.
I don't want to continue describing myself 'cause it rubs me the wrong way, but I spend a large part of my existence fighting to think differently and to connect with people. I tend to think really innocently and simply, and I am like an idiot, basically. People always say, "Don't treat yourself like that! Focus on your strengths." But I'm so simple it's really hard to find something that would be good for society.
I appreciate your insight, though.![]()
I always thought it was because I wanted to be more logical and have certainty, because I didn't have any. In my family it's pretty common for my parents and me to call each other stupid and about 78% of the time mean it. Of course, they say it with a general malice, but a smiling or joking tone at times, so I get confused. I need people to say what they mean. I like to figure out deeper meaning, but I'm no good at it. At some point when I was younger, I realized I wasn't good at thinking in grey (instead of black and white), and couldn't read between the lines, didn't have tact... etc. There was a lot from my internal processes that most "normal" people seemed to have that was missing, and I tried to add it back in like a retcon by following that haunting "why" in the back of my mind to an obsessive degree. Usually I got nowhere, and I was no better at reading people's emotions. It was just a fun experiment, and it frustrated me that it was just "fun" and didn't produce any results: no empathy, no better facial reads, no connection with other human beings. I can laugh at other people's jokes, for instance, but unless it has a pre-defined meaning I'm familiar with or expect, I'm lost and I look like a dumb blonde. Some people (close to me) will be crying and I won't know why they're crying unless I think hard, and I can't comfort them. If I had to describe my experience, I'd say it's extremely disconcerting because I want so much for myself and I can see I'm lacking in so many areas, but I can never reach the goals I set. People are always telling me to stop asking why, to stop thinking about my own motivations and beliefs. And that's what I thought you were supposed to do. Be self-aware. But, of course, I could be wrong. And that would make me mad too since I would've liked to come to that conclusion on my own.
*sigh*