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First I thought I was INTP. Then I thought I was INFP. Then I thought I was ENTJ. Finally I thought I was INFJ. Now I'm lost.
Thing is, I see myself using each and every function on a regular basis, with exception to Si and Se. And I know I haven't reached transcendence/self-actualization on account that I'm 18, so I must have some functional imbalance.
INFJ makes a decent amount of sense. But when picturing myself an Ni-dominant I often begin to doubt the credibility of that assertion because while I do tend to view the world as far more than it is, kind of like the Sixth Sense kid seeing things nobody else can, I'm not tuned into this state of observation through most of the day. Whenever I think of using Ni it almost seems to take an auxiliary side-kick seat for me, because I have to invest some effort into using it. Not much, but some.
Furthermore, the Fe seems to fall apart as well. I'm decent at realizing how others feel, and I'm generally considerate towards discomforts of others, and I do feel somewhat inclined to help those in need -- upon introspection I realize that I don't give two shits about what most people think. I like to know I'm in control of my own life and frequently cross the lines of cultural norms to almost remind myself/prove to myself that I'm holding the reins to my own path in life. I also don't think twice about the failures / unhappiness of others when I don't think they deserve the converse. E.g. if someone has been living a lie, saying one thing doing another, then tells others they feel depressed implicitly asking for pity, I won't give them the time of day considering they made all the wrong choices themselves. This strikes me as Fi since I'm certainly trying to engineer my life to better suit my personal likes and dislikes, constantly.
One thing I've always had is my tendency to over-analyze. This might suggest an Ni-Ti loop, though I'm not sure. I'll realize a certain truth, and as soon as it becomes registered in my mind as an impending nugget of truth, some part of me begins twisting and turning that nugget probing it for any loophole or a grain of inconsistency and through this involuntary function I end up breaking it down, seeing it from another perspective which disproves it, and then falling back to square one again, like I am now.
Also, the prospect of being a feeler doesn't quite click for me. Although I get very sentimental, holding intimate connections with certain songs, movies, games, places, sights -- and can also be very romantic/genuine/considerate, I have too many traits which suggest otherwise. Firstly, my face houses 1 single bland, emotionless expression throughout most of the day, every day, for years, and I'm not depressed or anything. My voice is usually calm and collected, and I don't fancy flowering or padding my words to avoid hurting others feelings. My decisions seem to be ruled by "what makes sense" rather than "how I feel", though often I'll get derailed in tasks I shouldn't be engaged in without realizing. I'm not afraid to take a stand in places where there is disorder, nor am I afraid to be harsh and critical to struggling individuals, often leaving their souls crushed unintentionally. Social sciences take a toll on me, not because they're difficult for me to understand, but because the topics covered in such classes seem to be a understudied waste of time. Also, the views and opinions of most people who furnish these kinds of classes usually seem sheep-like or overemotional to me, and that makes me uneasy.
Thing is, I see myself using each and every function on a regular basis, with exception to Si and Se. And I know I haven't reached transcendence/self-actualization on account that I'm 18, so I must have some functional imbalance.
INFJ makes a decent amount of sense. But when picturing myself an Ni-dominant I often begin to doubt the credibility of that assertion because while I do tend to view the world as far more than it is, kind of like the Sixth Sense kid seeing things nobody else can, I'm not tuned into this state of observation through most of the day. Whenever I think of using Ni it almost seems to take an auxiliary side-kick seat for me, because I have to invest some effort into using it. Not much, but some.
Furthermore, the Fe seems to fall apart as well. I'm decent at realizing how others feel, and I'm generally considerate towards discomforts of others, and I do feel somewhat inclined to help those in need -- upon introspection I realize that I don't give two shits about what most people think. I like to know I'm in control of my own life and frequently cross the lines of cultural norms to almost remind myself/prove to myself that I'm holding the reins to my own path in life. I also don't think twice about the failures / unhappiness of others when I don't think they deserve the converse. E.g. if someone has been living a lie, saying one thing doing another, then tells others they feel depressed implicitly asking for pity, I won't give them the time of day considering they made all the wrong choices themselves. This strikes me as Fi since I'm certainly trying to engineer my life to better suit my personal likes and dislikes, constantly.
One thing I've always had is my tendency to over-analyze. This might suggest an Ni-Ti loop, though I'm not sure. I'll realize a certain truth, and as soon as it becomes registered in my mind as an impending nugget of truth, some part of me begins twisting and turning that nugget probing it for any loophole or a grain of inconsistency and through this involuntary function I end up breaking it down, seeing it from another perspective which disproves it, and then falling back to square one again, like I am now.
Also, the prospect of being a feeler doesn't quite click for me. Although I get very sentimental, holding intimate connections with certain songs, movies, games, places, sights -- and can also be very romantic/genuine/considerate, I have too many traits which suggest otherwise. Firstly, my face houses 1 single bland, emotionless expression throughout most of the day, every day, for years, and I'm not depressed or anything. My voice is usually calm and collected, and I don't fancy flowering or padding my words to avoid hurting others feelings. My decisions seem to be ruled by "what makes sense" rather than "how I feel", though often I'll get derailed in tasks I shouldn't be engaged in without realizing. I'm not afraid to take a stand in places where there is disorder, nor am I afraid to be harsh and critical to struggling individuals, often leaving their souls crushed unintentionally. Social sciences take a toll on me, not because they're difficult for me to understand, but because the topics covered in such classes seem to be a understudied waste of time. Also, the views and opinions of most people who furnish these kinds of classes usually seem sheep-like or overemotional to me, and that makes me uneasy.