u/EldritchElkk_11

I don’t know what to do anymore. I have a therapist and a psychiatrist. I’ve talked to them both about my anxiety and lack of motivation, but I’m afraid to mention suicidal thoughts. I don’t know anyone else who is in my situation. Many of my experiences growing up and the way that I think are very unique.

Most people either don’t understand or don’t care. My father is awful and mentally unstable, and my mother enables him and has been frustrated with my depression lately. I’ve talked to my aunt (the only person who truly listens,) but she can only do so much.

School just makes everything ten times worse because I have awful anxiety, and my medication does nothing to help it. I don’t understand anything, and I can’t breathe when I’m at school. Most people there find me annoying, and the people that do tolerate me don’t relate to me in any way. All my “friends” have easier lives than mine.

They can’t fathom what it’s like for your own father to treat you like a burden. They don’t think for themselves. All of them are like everyone else. They all have the same humor, slang, style, personality. I hate it. None of it makes sense. Everyone is the same, now. No one is like me. I hate TikTok, I hate Pinterest, I hate trends, I hate new music, I hate new language, I hate that dumb humor everyone has some form of, and I hate that ironic, cartoonish personality. None of them have had that experience, and none of them are emotionally equipped to empathize with me.

I just wish I had real friends that understood me and cared about the real me. I wish I had friends who looked at the world in the way I did, and behaved accordingly. I wish I had friends who were broken like me.

I’m not talented either; I never have been. My life is a waste. I only suffer. The only thing I’m good at is writing, and I have no time for that anymore because of school. Everything only gets worse for me. All there is left to do is die.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I have a therapist and a psychiatrist. I’ve talked to them both about my anxiety and lack of motivation, but I’m afraid to mention suicidal thoughts. I don’t know anyone else who is in my situation. Many of my experiences growing up and the way that I think are very unique.

Most people either don’t understand or don’t care. My father is awful and mentally unstable, and my mother enables him and has been frustrated with my depression lately. I’ve talked to my aunt (the only person who truly listens,) but she can only do so much.

School just makes everything ten times worse because I have awful anxiety, and my medication does nothing to help it. I don’t understand anything, and I can’t breathe when I’m at school. Most people there find me annoying, and the people that do tolerate me don’t relate to me in any way. All my “friends” have easier lives than mine.

They can’t fathom what it’s like for your own father to treat you like a burden. They don’t think for themselves. All of them are like everyone else. They all have the same humor, slang, style, personality. I hate it. None of it makes sense. Everyone is the same, now. No one is like me. I hate TikTok, I hate Pinterest, I hate trends, I hate new music, I hate new language, I hate that dumb humor everyone has some form of, and I hate that ironic, cartoonish personality. None of them have had that experience, and none of them are emotionally equipped to empathize with me.

I just wish I had real friends that understood me and cared about the real me. I wish I had friends who looked at the world in the way I did, and behaved accordingly. I wish I had friends who were broken like me.

I’m not talented either; I never have been. My life is a waste. I only suffer. The only thing I’m good at is writing, and I have no time for that anymore because of school. Everything only gets worse for me. All there is left to do is die.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I have a therapist and a psychiatrist. I’ve talked to them both about my anxiety and lack of motivation, but I’m afraid to mention suicidal thoughts. I don’t know anyone else who is in my situation. Many of my experiences growing up and the way that I think are very unique.

Most people either don’t understand or don’t care. My father is awful and mentally unstable, and my mother enables him and has been frustrated with my depression lately. I’ve talked to my aunt (the only person who truly listens,) but she can only do so much.

School just makes everything ten times worse because I have awful anxiety, and my medication does nothing to help it. I don’t understand anything, and I can’t breathe when I’m at school. Most people there find me annoying, and the people that do tolerate me don’t relate to me in any way. All my “friends” have easier lives than mine.

They can’t fathom what it’s like for your own father to treat you like a burden. They don’t think for themselves. All of them are like everyone else. They all have the same humor, slang, style, personality. I hate it. None of it makes sense. Everyone is the same, now. No one is like me. I hate TikTok, I hate Pinterest, I hate trends, I hate new music, I hate new language, I hate that dumb humor everyone has some form of, and I hate that ironic, cartoonish personality. None of them have had that experience, and none of them are emotionally equipped to empathize with me.

I just wish I had real friends that understood me and cared about the real me. I wish I had friends who looked at the world in the way I did, and behaved accordingly. I wish I had friends who were broken like me.

I’m not talented either; I never have been. My life is a waste. I only suffer. The only thing I’m good at is writing, and I have no time for that anymore because of school. Everything only gets worse for me. All there is left to do is die.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I have a therapist and a psychiatrist. I’ve talked to them both about my anxiety and lack of motivation, but I’m afraid to mention suicidal thoughts. I don’t know anyone else who is in my situation. Many of my experiences growing up and the way that I think are very unique.

Most people either don’t understand or don’t care. My father is awful and mentally unstable, and my mother enables him and has been frustrated with my depression lately. I’ve talked to my aunt (the only person who truly listens,) but she can only do so much.

School just makes everything ten times worse because I have awful anxiety, and my medication does nothing to help it. I don’t understand anything, and I can’t breathe when I’m at school. Most people there find me annoying, and the people that do tolerate me don’t relate to me in any way. All my “friends” have easier lives than mine.

They can’t fathom what it’s like for your own father to treat you like a burden. They don’t think for themselves. All of them are like everyone else. They all have the same humor, slang, style, personality. I hate it. None of it makes sense. Everyone is the same, now. No one is like me. I hate TikTok, I hate Pinterest, I hate trends, I hate new music, I hate new language, I hate that dumb humor everyone has some form of, and I hate that ironic, cartoonish personality. None of them have had that experience, and none of them are emotionally equipped to empathize with me.

I just wish I had real friends that understood me and cared about the real me. I wish I had friends who looked at the world in the way I did, and behaved accordingly. I wish I had friends who were broken like me.

I’m not talented either; I never have been. My life is a waste. I only suffer. The only thing I’m good at is writing, and I have no time for that anymore because of school. Everything only gets worse for me. All there is left to do is die.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I have a therapist and a psychiatrist. I’ve talked to them both about my anxiety and lack of motivation, but I’m afraid to mention suicidal thoughts. I don’t know anyone else who is in my situation. Many of my experiences growing up and the way that I think are very unique.

Most people either don’t understand or don’t care. My father is awful and mentally unstable, and my mother enables him and has been frustrated with my depression lately. I’ve talked to my aunt (the only person who truly listens,) but she can only do so much.

School just makes everything ten times worse because I have awful anxiety, and my medication does nothing to help it. I don’t understand anything, and I can’t breathe when I’m at school. Most people there find me annoying, and the people that do tolerate me don’t relate to me in any way. All my “friends” have easier lives than mine.

They can’t fathom what it’s like for your own father to treat you like a burden. They don’t think for themselves. All of them are like everyone else. They all have the same humor, slang, style, personality. I hate it. None of it makes sense. Everyone is the same, now. No one is like me. I hate TikTok, I hate Pinterest, I hate trends, I hate new music, I hate new language, I hate that dumb humor everyone has some form of, and I hate that ironic, cartoonish personality. None of them have had that experience, and none of them are emotionally equipped to empathize with me.

I just wish I had real friends that understood me and cared about the real me. I wish I had friends who looked at the world in the way I did, and behaved accordingly. I wish I had friends who were broken like me.

I’m not talented either; I never have been. My life is a waste. I only suffer. The only thing I’m good at is writing, and I have no time for that anymore because of school. Everything only gets worse for me. All there is left to do is die.

Can I make specific posts private, ir must I make my whole account private?

I recently joined this feminist subreddit, hoping to discover viewpoints about feminism that I’d never thought of before. Instead, all I saw were obvious convictions that every feminist should’ve already had. While they may not seem obvious to others, they are all perspectives that I have thought of before and that I have confirmed in my own mind. For example, many women are staring to point of that shaving comes from the patriarchy. Well, of course it does! Where else would it come from? I’m glad that people are starting to notice things, but come on. You’re just now realizing that?

I also feel the same way when someone says they have a “hot take” that isn’t even lukewarm or that should just be assumed. I consider everything that I’ve thought of before basically evident. The “Ah ha!” moments that others have are just my “duh” moments. I start to seriously doubt people’s intellect when they begin to believe that they are the first to think of something that is so blatantly apparent.

I wanted to know if this is an ENTP thing. I don’t think that I know everything, and I want to hears others’ opinions. I’m just tired of hearing the same, boring things. I want someone to bring up a point that will blow my mind. Something that will keep me up at night. Something I’ve never even come close to considering. Then, I want to dissect that person’s brain and do infinite research on the specific idea they thought of.

I tried to join some conspiracy theory subs, but their beliefs are always super abstract and have no rhyme or reason behind them. Most of the people there are just crazy. Because I use Ne, I can handle abstract ideas to a certain extent. I also use Ti, though. So for the most part, I like claims backed by some kind of logic.

Does anyone feel the same way?

I recently discovered Attitudinal Psyche and made an attempt to type myself. After some research, I found my type. However, I wanted to confirm that there weren’t any inconsistencies. Please ask me questions about myself to assist me in verifying my attitudinal psyche. Thank you.

*(not a type me post)*

Attitudinal Psyche : FLEV^4332

Attitudinal Subtype : F1-4, 2L-3, 3E-3, V4-2

I can’t decide if I’m 4w5, 5w4, or 6w5, and I can’t figure out my tritype!

Please help me discover my type by asking me questions. Thank you! I also know my other typology information if that helps.

I’m going to try to make this short because this is a hard topic for me, but I thinking of leaving this subreddit.

I am a feminist and have been for a while. I used to be against modern feminism because I thought that it oppressed men, until I realized that men are in no way oppressed in society; especially not by women. I have even grown to not like or trust men.

Aside from that I have intense anxiety, and I get triggered by certain things, one of them being women’s issues. That includes periods, birth, pregnancy, menopause, postpartum, violence on women, physiological terrorism towards women, sexualization, objectification, and infantilization toward women, unfair treatment in the workplace, internalized misogyny, pink tax, stalking of f women, male lust toward women, restriction of women’s rights, access to quality healthcare, pleasure gap, societal expectations and pressures, bladder issues, PMS, make incompetence, male ignorance, birth control, ovarian cysts, breast cancer, breast tenderness, heavy or uncomfortable breasts, ovulation, the invalidation of women’s emotions, “men’s rights,” women in toxic relationships, gynecology, Pap smears, underwire bras, male ego, slurs toward women, language centered around female oppression, forced femininity, child marriage, p0rn, pr0stitution, p3d0f3li@, endometriosis, luteal phase, beauty standards, disrespect towards women, women being blamed for men’s mistakes, adultery towards women, dress code, eating disorders marketed toward women, misogynistic trends online, female trafficking, exclusion of women form certain fields and interests and employment, gender roles, denial of health care, housewives, alienation of women, and more.

Whenever I see these things, whether that be in real life, on social media, in my head, it deeply disturbs me. Now I am sure that it disturbs most women; however they are able to be disturbed and still go along with their day. For me, it she’d be into a spiral and occasionally give me what I believe to be anxiety attacks. I don’t feel comfortable telling anyone about this (except my therapist) because most people don’t understand and label me as an anti-feminist.

The thing is, I AM a feminist, and I believe that women should be able to talk about these topics without them seeming taboo. I just can’t afford to have people have the conversations around me because I’m not in a place mentally to deal with it. I want to overcome this eventually, but I’m unfortunately just not there yet.

The problem is that this sub is FULL of those kind of topics. I try to just upvote and scroll, because I still want to support women and validate their feelings about their struggles in life; however, it is tiring to be constantly triggered. I don’t want to leave the sub because I don’t want to feel misogynistic or anti-feminist, though. What should I do?

*EDIT* (This was incredibly hard for me to write and post. My heart stops every time the sub appears on my feed, so please be kind and empathetic.)

When I first started at a new school, I was very odd and heavily bullied for it. However, I eventually matured along with the people who didn’t like me. I joined a friend group of girls who were way closer with each other than they were with me. This made me feel out of place and affected my mental health; however, it wasn’t necessarily their fault that they had deeper connections with each other, accounting for the fact that I was late to the friend group.

Well, that friend group eventually fell apart, and I joined another group of girls who also previously did not like me. The remaining people from my old friend group joined that one as well (it was a small school), and we all became one big friend group.

This friend group was actually a very good one. Although, it was large, there were no major accounts of confrontational arguements, and everyone was supportive and loving to one another. Even still, I felt out of place. Some people were still closer with each other than with me, which made me feel like the odd-one-out. It was obvious that they cared about me but found me loud, annoying, rude, and sociably unaware at times.

This caused me to question my character and doubt myself. And although there wasn’t any confrontation, there were tension and unresolved issues that took place near graduation. I sort of felt like my friend group didn’t respect me as much as they did each other. I tod them about my feeling multiple times; however, they got tired of me always seeking their validation and kept assuring me they did care. I wanted to believe them, but they didn’t always treat the way they treated each other.

From the outside, no one would be able to tell that I was different, but to someone who notices small details like I did, it was obvious that I was seen a bit differently than the others in the group. I don’t think they did it on purpose. Maybe it was the lingering feeling from not always liking me. Perhaps it was just my outward personality that most people tend to not like. Either way, I always felt misunderstood. At the same time, I didn’t always understand them, even though I cared for them deeply. The things they liked, talked about, their humor—it never resonated with me.

I never let on that I was starting to have doubts in the friendship; however, I did keep a lot from them. After graduation, I decided to myself that I would move on from them. Nothing about them was similar to anything about me, and I hated how I felt when I was with them, even though they were good friends. They always supported me, but the essential connection just wasn’t always there.

Some of them even claimed they felt the same way, that they felt out of place. This made me feel better until I noticed that the ones saying this were not treated in the way I was. They were still respected and looked at as apart of the group. They didn’t have a reputation for being blunt, loud, or mean.

I’m not doing very well even after graduation, but I still wanted to move on. They still text in our group chat, and it’s always about irrelevant things like their crushes, or products they bought, or random pictures, or classes they like and don’t like. I put up with this kind of conversation back when we were in school, but I genuinely hate it. They don’t talk about anything I’m interested in.

I was tired of seeing their messages, but I could never figure out how to leave the chat. Today I finally figure it out and tried to leave. I knew someone would text me personally and maybe ask why I left, but I didn’t expect this reaction.

Someone added me back and everyone begged me to stay. I immediately felt bad. They did nothing wrong; they are all amazing friends. However, they are a part of my past I was ready to let go of. One friend in particular that I’ve always had issues with got angry and accused me of not liking them anymore. I calmly explained that I simply couldn’t stand seeing new messages everyday about things I couldn’t care less about.

I wanted to go more into depth about feeling like I didn’t belong, but I never felt comfortable being vulnerable with my friends, so I just made it about differences in interests. I told them all that they could still text me personally. What they don’t know it that I deleted all their contacts. I know it sounds toxic, but I just don’t like to attach myself to someone unless I know that I really want them in my life. My friend group was a great experience, but I’ve just out grown them. I’m trying my best to slowly detach or drift away while still being respectful.

They tried their best to care for me, but it just wasn’t the love I needed or whom all I need it from. They are excellent people to be around. However, I just never felt like they got me, and I always felt misplaced because of that. Am I in the wrong? What should I have done differently?

Please help me discover my type by asking me questions. Thank you!

I recently posted on this subreddit because I couldn’t figure out my type; however, I’ve just had a break through! I believe that I may be a FLEV. It fits me almost perfectly; I don’t know how I didn’t see it earlier. Even still, I may be wrong. I am an ENTP, so I am open to debate and discussion. Please ask me any questions you have, and help me verify my attitudinal psyche. Thank you. Have a fortunate day, everyone!

Hello everyone. I’ve taken many Jungian Archetype tests and have gotten many different results. Eventually, I decided to just type myself. From what I understand, there are 4 major types: The Shadow, the Persona, the Animus, and the Self. The persona is your social mask or how people perceive you, the Self is your true identity, the Shadow is the darker or more hidden part of yourself, and the Animus is the inner male version/ masculine side of yourself.

Therefore, I chose the Sage for the Self, the Jester for the Persona, and the Everywoman or Lover for the Shadow. However, I’m still confused about the Animus. I’m not sure if I have a masculine side of myself.

Apparently, the feminine side is associated with emotions, moodiness, over-sensitivity, empathy, intuition, and connection. The masculine side, however is associated with logic, assertiveness, action, rigidness, and argumentativeness. Obviously, this is very misogynistic, which isn’t very surprising, as this specific typology method was made by a man.

Even still, I wanted to type myself and see what I might be. However, I am already very logic-driven, action-oriented, debative, and out of tune with emotions. By Jung’s standards, this would make me masculine already, which just isn’t true. Women who are assertive and rational are not “acting like men,” and it is sexist to believe so. On that note, women who rely on emotions more than logic and who are more passive or reserved aren’t “acting like women.” Personality, drive, and motives shouldn’t be associated with gender. Also calling women “moody” is just crazy.

I chose the Ruler for my Animus because that is all I could think of; however, I need a typology expert’s help. Should I just ignore this misogynistic form of phycology, or should I look into it? What do I do if I already embody the “masculine/ male side?” Does that mean I don’t have an Animus or does that mean that I should focus on the “feminine” side of myself since I already what the “masculine side” looks like?

Thank you!! 🩷

Hello everyone. I’ve taken many Jungian Archetype tests and have gotten many different results. Eventually, I decided to just type myself. From what I understand, there are 4 major types: The Shadow, the Persona, the Animus, and the Self. The persona is your social mask or how people perceive you, the Self is your true identity, the Shadow is the darker or more hidden part of yourself, and the Animus is the inner male version/ masculine side of yourself.

Therefore, I chose the Sage for the Self, the Jester for the Persona, and the Everywoman or Lover for the Shadow. However, I’m still confused about the Animus. I’m not sure if I have a masculine side of myself.

Apparently, the feminine side is associated with emotions, moodiness, over-sensitivity, empathy, intuition, and connection. The masculine side, however is associated with logic, assertiveness, action, rigidness, and argumentativeness. Obviously, this is very misogynistic, which isn’t very surprising, as this specific typology method was made by a man.

Even still, I wanted to type myself and see what I might be. However, I am already very logic-driven, action-oriented, debative, and out of tune with emotions. By Jung’s standards, this would make me masculine already, which just isn’t true. Women who are assertive and rational are not “acting like men,” and it is sexist to believe so. On that note, women who rely on emotions more than logic and who are more passive or reserved aren’t “acting like women.” Personality, drive, and motives shouldn’t be associated with gender. Also calling women “moody” is just crazy.

I chose the Ruler for my Animus because that is all I could think of; however, I need a typology expert’s help. Should I just ignore this misogynistic form of phycology, or should I look into it? What do I do if I already embody the “masculine/ male side?” Does that mean I don’t have an Animus or does that mean that I should focus on the “feminine” side of myself since I already what the “masculine side” looks like?

Thank you!! 🩷

My Socionics primary romance style is Infantile, and my secondary romance style is Aggressor. I looked it up; however, I’d love to get a few other perspectives.

1. What makes someone an Aggressor or an Infantile?

2. Why does the Agressor look for the Victim and the Infantile for the Caregiver?

3. Do romance styles only apply to romantic relationships?

4. Aggressor and Infantile seem like opposites
   according to my research. Is it even possible to have Infantile as a primary and Agressor as a secondary?

5. Is it unusual for a female ILE-0 to have these romance styles?

6. Does Aggressor mean I’m dominant in relationships and Infantile mean I act like a baby in relationships?

7. Are romance styles influenced by how one was raised or grew up?

8. Could I be mistyped?

Please tell me what this may mean about me.
Thank you.

My Socionics primary romance style is Infantile, and my secondary romance style is Aggressor. I looked it up; however, I’d love to get a few other perspectives. Please tell me what this may mean about me.

We all have the one song lyric that just gets us. What are some song lyrics that ENTPs can relate to? Maybe it’s a song lyric about being misunderstood or about being too curious for your own good. I can think of at least five song lyrics that make me go, “That describes my ENTP-self perfectly!”

Tell me the song, artist, lyric, and how it connects to the ENTP experience! (Also, I feel like this was a really good idea that my little teen brain came up with, so please don’t be mean. Just downvote if you don’t like it.)

Thank you!! 🩷🩷

*EDIT* After scrolling on this subreddit for a mere 5 seconds, I have realized that I in fact did not come up with this idea. Oh well, I suppose great ENTP minds think alike! Also, this was a very basic and generic idea as well.

My Socionics primary romance style is Infantile, and my secondary romance style is Aggressor. I looked it up; however, I’d love to get a few other perspectives. Please tell me what this may mean about me.

I recently posted on this subreddit because I couldn’t figure out my type; however, I’ve just had a break through! I believe that I may be a FLEV. It fits me almost perfectly; I don’t know how I didn’t see it earlier. Even still, I may be wrong. I am an ENTP, so I am open to debate and discussion. Please ask me any questions you have, and help me verify my attitudinal psyche. Thank you. Have a fortunate day, everyone!