Thank you for responding, EnFpFer. Please allow me to share some (relatively) personal details so that you can get an insight into my person. I appreciate the fact that you have shared this, as it was very insightful, and I want to honor that.
Was your outlook generally pessimistic? What is it now?
Very very very pessimistic as a child. Not quite so pessimistic now. Extreme example: Senior year when someone asked me what I would do if I failed an exam, I replied sardonically, "Probably hang myself by my shoelaces." Of course, I wouldn't have done THAT, but I would have been very angry with myself, chastised myself for weeks, and would have been ashamed to go home. But that shut them up really quickly, "Weird...." Worked, didn't it?
Oh, you would've been so loved in my house.

How were you with chores and other responsibilities?
Now that's one thing that I have ALWAYS hated. In fact, as a child I was often given the choice of doing homework or chores, and I always picked homework because it was more enjoyable for me.
Do you know why you took things so seriously? I took a lot of things too seriously too, mainly out of fear.
Yes. I do not know how in-depth you want me to answer this, but I have to give you some background so that you understand.
My mother was very ill, and my father had issues as a result of that and other things, so when I was 9 years old, my paternal grandparents suggested and volunteered to take me in, adopt me for real, and give me a good and loving home.
Because of that, I felt like I wanted to 'prove' to them that they hadn't made a mistake. They were retired, and they could have done so many other things, but they took in a 9-year-old girl. I wanted them to be proud of me, and I wanted to be proud of myself and make the most of the opportunity and the gifts I have/had.
If you asked me whether or not the impetus came more from outside or inside, I'd say both. There were times when I was weak, and my family always kind of nudged me in the 'right' direction. This was important.
Since I had a 'rough' childhood (no rougher than your average childhood I guess nowadays) I really was thankful for the security and latched onto it like an anchor. They always told me, "We saw you hurt so many times, and we don't want you to be hurt ever again." I respected that, and so I did not want to hurt THEM either. I wanted them to know they had a really good, intelligent, respectable, industrious person who was on their level and not some stupid, weak, dumb ass who went and partied every week, got high on dope, and brought home average grades and couldn't even hold herself in a conversation.
Does that make sense? Of course, I would never abase myself in that way either, but my desire to belong and be accepted by people worthy of respect (and at that time, I deemed my grandparents as the only ones - my classmates, no WAY). So I 'adopted' their values as my own.
Now this I can relate to, but it may be more of an "only child" thing. Did you ever want siblings? If you had friends over, did you want them to stay forever or were you ready for them to leave at some point?
I was dying to have siblings for years. In fact, I begged my mother to have more children even though I knew it would not be good for any of us, which is pretty stupid. I don't know why I did that.
I can count on one hand the number of times I had been invited to someone's house (That's sad) or invited someone over (even worse). Literally. Once when I was 6, I was invited to a birthday party (probably out of pity, I guess) and I got sick afterward. Once when I was 8, and I also got sick afterwards. Once when I was 10 or 12. Once when I was 16. In fact, out of all the years I have been alive, I don't think I have ever hosted a sleepover or a party ever except once. It was when I was 10, I believe. Never again.
I'm kind of ashamed to admit that, but what the hell?
My mother is an ExTJ, and incredibly compassionate. But there are caveats. She doesn't just help anyone, she has to feel as though a person deserves the help she's offering, and she wants to know that a person will use the help she's giving in a way that she finds to be responsible. When you help someone, do you think about how they'll use the resources/time you're giving them? If you felt they were using them improperly or irresponsibly, would you still want to help them at that point?
EXACTLY. I quote, verbatim, what I said to a student who is miserably failing my class due to a bunch of difficult external circumstances at the moment,
"I want to help you because I know you could do this if you put the effort into it. I believe that you can do this. However, you need to promise me and yourself something: If I take the extra time and help you, I want you to take it seriously. You will have to work very hard, and I want you to do so. But if you do, I'm sure you'll make it."
What should I do? Waste my time on some fool who doesn't care and doesn't want to get better? NO! My time is too precious to be wasted on people who don't take things seriously. However, I am devoted and very reliable and put all my mind, heart, and soul into helping people who want and need to be helped. But not every asshole.
How often did you change your mind once you settled on defending a position from one perspective or another? Have you changed religions, political parties/stances, ideologies frequently?
I've wavered 3-4 times throughout my life somewhere between moderate and reactionary conservative/conservative nationalist. Never left-wing. That never appealed to me - always seemed like a bunch of crazy, hippie, idealistic to a FAULT (nothing wrong with idealism, but gimme a break!), nudists on a beach - okay I'm stereotyping here to make a point, but you get it.
However, and I want to make this very clear, I'M NOT ONE OF THOSE CRAZY NEO-CONS...pseudo-intellectual wannabe-a-conservative-but-are-just-a-bunch-of-weird-ass-industrialist-idiots. I want values, not just letting economy run wild. I can't stand Bush for that reason - not because he's conservative but because he IS NOT but PRETENDS to be. Running into wars all over the world and wasting billions of hard-earned dollars? Is that conservative? NO! Signing a bunch of crazy things to hurt American jobs? Is that conservative? NO! Sending our young men to die for a cause that was lost from the very beginning due to a LIE!? Is that conservative? NO!
Regarding religion, I was a staunch Irish Roman Catholic for 18 years. Then I switched and just was...well, nothing. Then I became a Muslim for a few weeks, decided it made no sense, and cut that out. Then I got involved with Siddha Yoga, which was really helpful but there's not community near me and I don't care anyway. Now I just meditate alone and I'm more into spirituality until something more meaningful (if ever) comes along.
What makes you feel comfortable with people now?
I'm only really comfortable being with people I truly relate to, where I can have good, stimulating conversation or playful fun (a good mixture is awesome

). Fun means innocent fun, nothing like drinking or clubbing or weird stuff like that. Even out from under the auspices of my family, I cannot stand just drinking, clubbing or dancing. Not my thing.
It's not that I hate it, or that I think it's EVOOOOOO or something, I just do not like it, and I do not see the point. You can't talk or enjoy because the music is too loud. It's a waste of money. I'm a terrible dancer, completely uncoordinated, and just make an ass out of myself. Drinking is the biggest waste of time and is harmful for the body. Generally vacuous people who have nothing to offer me. So why bother?
Thank you for sharing all of this about yourself. I think there's always something to gain when people share with each other. What do you like about teaching?
Sure, I enjoy sharing, especially when people take me seriously, because most people don't. I'm so different that they do not think I am 'for real', whatever that means. Anyway, I AM 'for real,' and I sense that you and most others on this thread respect that, so I want to give as much info as possible to make a typing accurate. It's worth my time and effort, you see.
Teaching. I get great joy out of the transformation I see from uncomfortable, awkward, insecure sort-of English speakers to confident, able English speakers. I know this will provide them with something they can use, and I enjoy seeing the development.
However, I get very frustrated if I put everything I have into my teaching and nothing comes out of it. Or if people don't listen or take me seriously (which rarely happens). Then I get very irritated and just want to leave (but I do not, obviously).
Every once in a while, you have a rare nugget, where you can have great conversations with people who want to learn. There's one class I have now with people taking their A-levels, and they want to talk about social and political issues, are able and willing to engage in different projects and activities, and the class flows smoothly and wonderfully. In the first lesson, a young lady came and asked me for extra help of her own accord (long story). I was compelled to help her because of her drive and interest, and she's actually quite bright.
Once I had a student who founded his own science business and he was quiet, bright, capable, and very intelligent and knowledgeable about a wide variety of topics. One never knew what would come next. Quickly, we decided to put the book aside, and discussed everything from philosophy to economics, from history to society, from music to literature, from politics to business. I LOVED those classes. He gave me his wisdom and knowledge (he was in his mid-60s) and I gave him my knowledge of English. We learned from each other, and I loved it. He also appreciated and respected me, and I him. Brilliant.
I relate to your continual search for self-understanding and identity. Hopefully all of these differing opinions will be of some help.
Very much so. I have really appreciated your input (and others' as well!) It has been most helpful, and I would appreciate any additional insight you or others may have.
*If I were more like you as a child, my home life would've likely been a lot easier.
My family mentioned the fact that I was always a 'good girl' and a 'good woman' with 'good values' who led a 'good life.' Eh, whatever that means. I tried my best. I was not really a problem child until I started struggling with some of my 'issues' or whatever. But I had definitely never taken drugs or smoked; I did not start drinking until I was 21. I did not have anything to do with guys (not even a kiss) until I was 20. First movie at 19. You get the picture. I mean how easy do you get?