We start to get to know one another pretty well here in our little community. We share stories that come from the heart, putting our purest, deepest selves down on “paper”.
But there are probably some basic things about each other that we don’t know – the sorts of things we’d probably tell each other in the first hour of meeting face to face. The mundane things. The usually boring normal things discussed over coffee at a Starbucks.
So, I’m going to ask you a few personal questions. Hit me up in the comments section, and share:
What’s your sign?
No, this isn’t some 1970’s pick up line. It’s not even about the horoscope (though for interests sake, I’m smack bang on the cusp between the sweetest fluff of the zodiac – Pisces, and the butt-crack insane serial-killer of the zodiac – Aquarius. Collective sighs of sudden understanding from my readers).
No, the ‘sign’ in today’s “what’s your sign” should actually be, what’s your type – as in Type Indicator. As in Myers Briggs Type Indicator. Note sure what this is all about? Check out this site for some info, and maybe you want to find out your Type. Check out this quick Free Test here. I’m not going to spend ages explaining this psychological profiling system; go look it up for yourself.
So, as long time readers will know, I’m an INFJ. Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Judging. I’m a rare complicated little snowflake, once described as a hard chocolate coating over a soft goey centre, with a hot molten core.
My Type are scary intuitive, we often get mistaken for psychics, but really, we’re just hyper aware. Of everything. EVERYTHING. This means we rarely get surprised, we can be pretty pessemistic, and we know everything about you within three seconds of meeting you. Don’t try to hide something from an IINFJ. It ain’t worth the bother.
Add an overdeveloped sense of Feeling to our intuition and we turn into walking skin sacks of empathy. You other Types can’t get enough of our empathy, and we give too much. We give until we’re literally exhausted. See, as well as being empathisers, we’re Introverts. This means we need to recharge by not being around people (or by being very selective about those we are around). So, we want and need to give of ourselves, but need ‘time out’ to recharge.
Sounds complex right? Wait. It gets worse. Add to all that, a rigid sense of Judging (codename for wound tight perfectionism) and you have the most neurotic, spontaneous, loving, sarcastic, warm, apathetic, brilliant dumb ass you’ll ever meet. Do I sound like I’m being harsh? Yeah, well that’d be because we INFJs excel at that.
Seriously though, I love my Type. I hate being in my own head at times, but I wouldn’t swap the weirdness, the x-ray vision, the smothering feelings for anything in the world. Well…maybe for a night of unbroken sleep…
What about you? What’s your sign?
Let’s get to know each other!