Sunday, December 29, 2013

Being an INFP

Recently, a friend on Facebook shared a link to a website with the Myers Briggs personality test, (http://www.16personalities.com/free-personality-test) and being one who has always adored personality tests, I went "Heck, why not?" and took it. There were 60 questions that I answered patiently, and my result at the end were four letters: INFP. Of course, this being my first encounter with a Myers Briggs test, I had no idea what they meant, but I then proceeded to click on another link that provided me whole articles elaborating on the kind of person I was, and it was the most disturbingly accurate page I had ever read. It was like the makers of that website had been spying on me my whole life and they had been taking intricate notes, only to display for the whole internet to see. Apparently, though, as I came to realize with some more research, I'm not the only person like me. According to the Myers Briggs test, there are only 16 personality types that humans can potentially have, and everyone has them as their foundation for who they are- everything else are just minor differences. Everything I read in the article felt 100% true except for the portions that talked about caring for people more than for myself (it's rather unfortunate that I don't, but I care for myself very little, and I care for others as more of an afterthought because of it) and that INFP's don't have a tendency to get jealous. That's one of my hugest faults: jealousy. Every other detail, though, felt like reading pages of my diary.



Because of the eery accuracy of this test, I had become obsessed, and just flat out fascinated by what the results could mean for my development as a human being. See, I'm only 16, and I'll be 17 in less than a month, (I am sixteen, going on seventeen...) so I really do have a whole lot of life ahead of me. If I learn all this about me now, I'll be a total expert by the time I'm older. Well, at least I won't be clueless. For some reason I was always passionately interested in learning more about myself and learning about others. This passion had driven me to push almost everyone I know into taking the test also, and the results were just as mind-bogglingly spot-on.

I told my sister to take it first, because I had just taken it and I was driven with excitement, and she was right in the other room. I sat there patiently on my bed as she sat there, slouched in front of my laptop, clicking away answering questions. I twiddled my thumbs. I just had to know what she got. Sure enough, she was INFJ. She was the same as me, only she wasn't Prospecting, she was Judging. When I first looked into what the letters stood for, I assumed that they meant "judging" the way you would mean it in any other sentence, but actually, they mean "judging" more as someone who has a love of guidelines, routine, and sees deadlines "as sacred". "Prospecting" on the other hand, means more of someone who prefers things to be loosey-goosey, casual, and to get things done on the fly as opposed to doing it after careful planning. After coming to realize this, I had a big mental "Ohhhhhhh!" That was totally me. I hate deadlines, and I never do anything with careful planning. Like, ever. But evidently, my sister does. She was just like me: Introverted, INtuitive and Feeling. The only difference was that she was "judging." I found out later that my mom got exactly the same thing. That made sense. No wonder they get along so well.

My dad took the test with me that same night. He had heard about the test and saw that I was an INFP, so out of curiosity, he took the test. Only he didn't sit at my desk. He sat on my bed and asked me to read them off to him. "Dad, there are 60 questions..." "I know, just read them to me!" So I did. It was actually pretty fun hearing some of his answers. "'You cannot stand chaos.'" I stated. He had to tell me yes or no on a scale between completely agree and completely disagree. "Completely disagree." I laughed out loud. "I bet for you it would be completely on the other side, huh?" he asked with a laugh. "Yeah!" I said. It was true. I cannot STAND chaos.

In the end, though, he got ENFP, which was exactly like me, only he was extroverted. It really made sense. I read the results out loud, watching his reactions. He seemed to agree, and for most of it, so did I. The great part, though, was in the relationship sections that discusses what kind of person ENFP's are in romantic relationships: for an ideal partner, one of the personality types was INFJ, which is what my mom is. My dad sprung up from the bed in excitement to the other room, rejoicing over the sheer perfection of how everything worked out. I chuckled. This was all so fascinating.

With all this in mind, I had come to realize that this kind of thing all somewhat runs in the family. Some of it is what you're raised with, but it's got to be genetic, too, because I have a perfect combination of both my mom and my dad. My sister, on the other hand, is just a carbon copy of my mom, which is more or less true. All this was buzzing around in my head, so I had to send the test to all of my friends.

Of those that actually did take it, my friend from school Natalie got ENFJ, which is so her. I read the description, and it all added up. When she emailed me her results, her words were (and I quote) "Omg Amelia! I'm a ENFJ which apparently is compatible with your INFP! Lol!! ;D" I looked it up; it was true. No wonder we got along so well... Haha!

My best friend Courtney (the one I had written about in "Songs That Link to Beautiful Memories #1 and #2" just recently took the test and scored as an INTP, which was also the same as me, only she Thinks more than she Feels. I read the article urgently, and it actually shocked me a bit. Before she had taken the test, I had suspected that she was be an INFJ, too, because it mentions things about having a desire to do charity work and having strong opinions, which sounded to me like her, but in this article, it identified her to Albert Einstein. It was really impressive, but even to her best friend, it seemed out of character. I had no idea that she had such a scientific mind; our discussions had always been on the touchy-feely side. They were always philosophical, mind you; we don't really like to just small talk. We dig deeper than that. But not once has she ever come across to me as someone with a mind for science. I mean, she has more of a mind for it than me, for sure, seeing as though she's actually passed her science classes while I was daydreaming and barely passing with a D, but honestly, she's much more artistic than that. It mentions here and there that INTP's have a great ability to express themselves creatively, but as far as occupations go, they said they'd be more comfortable in a scientific field. Maybe I'm wrong, but that was NEVER the Courtney I know and love. But maybe there are more layers to her that I'm completely unaware of.

There were tons of celebrities they presented on the website that had supposedly the same personality as you, so naturally, I took a look at them. Some examples for INFP were Johnny Depp, William Shakespeare and Julia Roberts. But with some more research, I stumbled upon http://www.celebritytypes.com/, which showed me that all sorts of awesome people are the same type as me: John Lennon, Audrey Hepburn, Kurt Cobain, Edgar Allen Poe, Virginia Woolf, Thom Yorke, Jim Morrison, Tim Burton, and Vincent Van Gogh, to just name a few. Looking at all these people, I couldn't help but rejoice and praise the lord that I'm not alone. "I knew it!! I'm not a total weirdo!!" I shouted to the heavens. But then again, there's no escaping that one. I'm just born to be an outsider. It's written in my personality type.