There is one conversation that I have had numerous times
with many different people. The topic of this conversation is
introversion. I find that there is
hardly a topic that can fire me up as quickly as this one. Nearly two sentences in and I’m already
spitting mad.
You see, I’m an
introvert.
According to the Myers-Briggs personality profile I’m an
INFJ. The breakdown of this personality
type (kind of) freaks me out with its accuracy.
I can become so riled up about the injustice of how
misunderstood introversion is in our society.
I begin an inner-dialog (ahem, more like a rant.) about how unfair it
feels when others don’t even try to understand.
But I’ve been trying to think more positively about introversion and
leaving the anger out.
I asked myself the question: What does being an introvert
mean to me?
Here is what I’ve come up with so far:
Introversion causes me to spend a great
deal of time sifting through my head and heart.
It allows me to think before I speak.
It enables me to feel at peace in my own company.
It {hopefully} helps me to be a good listener.
It allows me to understand social interactions from a unique
perspective.
It forces me to be intentional about the relationships I
have.
Although this list is not exhaustive, it is a successful
beginning. I have found that thinking of
this topic in this positive way has helped me to get over the feeling of victimization
when I discuss this with non-introverts.
I am created in the likeness of Christ! My personality, introversion included,
displays a facet of Christ’s creativity that is important.
INFJs rock! I wish you lived here. I meet semi-regularly (not as regularly lately b/c of the summer) with three other ladies (all younger than me and in different places in life) that are INFJs. You would be a great addition to our group. :)
ReplyDeleteThat would be so amazing! I'd love to be in a group of INFJs. Especially if it mean we could talk more often. :)
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