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I know a lot of ENTP's tend to shy away from and pretend they have no clue as to what emotion is - treating as if it were some strange, purple, fuzzy creature staring at them with knowing eyes - but, I must inquire if ENTP's do ponder internally (or to themselves) on occasion about their personal feelings, or if you guys are cold, steel-built robots straight from the manufacturer.
I mean I look at it like this - a person has feelings and emotions they have to sort through; humans are not machines (I could challenge this, but no time!). At the same time I have a paranoia that I am mistyping myself (perhaps I am F instead of T).
I've asked people that know me and they say I am laid back and hardly show emotions outwardly - which when I analyzed it, it is true. I do, however squabble with my troubles internally, verbalizing them to myself as I come to conclusions through problem-solving with myself.
When other people lay onto me about their problems, I am more apt to provide practical solutions which I know they don't want to hear. I just cannot find the ability to act genuine in my sympathy.
To the point... Given my special situation (I live in Alaska, far, far away, and being home schooled since high school), not many people around to socialize with, unless you count the miles of snow and trees or wildlife (some of my best conversations have come from a withering tree, if that gives you some idea). So I am pretty much on my own most of the time, which is like being a caged animal striving to break loose from my confines. I often feel restless and experience a 'lonely' longing for social experiences that can't be reached. Is it normal for me to feel this as an ENTP or could it be that I am an F? A lot of the time I find I can ignore this feeling and do other things to distract me.
Other information about me includes, but is not limited to, the following...The only emotions I know that I express outwardly are happiness (laughing), melancholy, and anger or negativity. I am typically skeptical about everything, especially something that seems too good. Most of the time I find myself pondering over whatever randomly pops into my head, until it gets dull or I find a solution, or find something more engaging to do.
I seem to have ADHD in that not a lot can hold my attention well outside of video games - not even tv sometimes. Reading large documents or books kills me to the point of skimming. If math were a living embodiment, it would be Lucifer to me. I seem to love arguing (which I never really noticed consciously). My mom has become keen of it and at a certain point, bring an argument to an abrupt end out of frustration - to which I then become annoyed and dissatisfied that it was ended without a conclusion being reached. I am shy to a fault. I over-analyze most everything of concern, and find myself in my head too often.
Also, if you had a Lex Lutherion disdain for me, my kryptonite would be you roping me into listening to stories of your childhood and how your mom and dad used to take you to the park on Sundays and play Frisbee with the Hoffnats, while I sit by idly pretending to be interested - quickly drifting away into my day dreams.
I will close with the following: I tend to imbue most things with a dollop of humor, and a tinge of gloom. There.
I mean I look at it like this - a person has feelings and emotions they have to sort through; humans are not machines (I could challenge this, but no time!). At the same time I have a paranoia that I am mistyping myself (perhaps I am F instead of T).
I've asked people that know me and they say I am laid back and hardly show emotions outwardly - which when I analyzed it, it is true. I do, however squabble with my troubles internally, verbalizing them to myself as I come to conclusions through problem-solving with myself.
When other people lay onto me about their problems, I am more apt to provide practical solutions which I know they don't want to hear. I just cannot find the ability to act genuine in my sympathy.
To the point... Given my special situation (I live in Alaska, far, far away, and being home schooled since high school), not many people around to socialize with, unless you count the miles of snow and trees or wildlife (some of my best conversations have come from a withering tree, if that gives you some idea). So I am pretty much on my own most of the time, which is like being a caged animal striving to break loose from my confines. I often feel restless and experience a 'lonely' longing for social experiences that can't be reached. Is it normal for me to feel this as an ENTP or could it be that I am an F? A lot of the time I find I can ignore this feeling and do other things to distract me.
Other information about me includes, but is not limited to, the following...The only emotions I know that I express outwardly are happiness (laughing), melancholy, and anger or negativity. I am typically skeptical about everything, especially something that seems too good. Most of the time I find myself pondering over whatever randomly pops into my head, until it gets dull or I find a solution, or find something more engaging to do.
I seem to have ADHD in that not a lot can hold my attention well outside of video games - not even tv sometimes. Reading large documents or books kills me to the point of skimming. If math were a living embodiment, it would be Lucifer to me. I seem to love arguing (which I never really noticed consciously). My mom has become keen of it and at a certain point, bring an argument to an abrupt end out of frustration - to which I then become annoyed and dissatisfied that it was ended without a conclusion being reached. I am shy to a fault. I over-analyze most everything of concern, and find myself in my head too often.
Also, if you had a Lex Lutherion disdain for me, my kryptonite would be you roping me into listening to stories of your childhood and how your mom and dad used to take you to the park on Sundays and play Frisbee with the Hoffnats, while I sit by idly pretending to be interested - quickly drifting away into my day dreams.
I will close with the following: I tend to imbue most things with a dollop of humor, and a tinge of gloom. There.