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OK, so you’re an INFJ.

The first question you’re going to ask is, “What in the heck are you talking about, Tiff?” Well, it’s not as simple as a single sentence response, so let’s start from the top and work our way down, ok? The alphabet soup at the top up there is a series of letters that stand for a certain aspect of my personality, based on the traits assembled by  Isabel Briggs Myers, and her mother, Katharine Briggs. There’s a personality test you can take (it’s not a small test, folks, don’t expect one of those “post to facebook” type of things here) that will help you identify yourself based on your preferences in certain situations.

You can find a full description of each of the personality types (there are 16 of them) here, if you think you can figure yourself out just from the descriptions. Good luck.

Here’s how you can break me down… I’m an INFJ. You can find that descriptor here.

The short version is that I prefer:

Introversion (I)- being around new people makes me nervous. I don’t like making phone calls. I prefer typing my responses to everything and avoiding face-to-face interactions, as much as possible. That doesn’t mean I don’t like hanging out with my friends, because I absolutely do. It means I’m more anxious about doing it, though, and that, when I show up, I’ve had to convince myself that it’s worth going and doing this thing. I will be the person at a party on the couch petting the dog, not the one dancing on the coffee table.

Intuition (N)- I know things intuitively. I take in information from around me, emotions and expressions, mostly, and use that information to glean meaning. No, I’m not Sherlock, but I can usually tell you how something is going to go before it happens. I’m really good at reading people and instinctively know details about things to which I’ve never been exposed. Sometimes, it freaks me out, too.

Feeling (F)- I usually let how I feel about something dictate how I handle it. That doesn’t mean I’m an emotional drama queen, however. With my personality type, the N and the J (that part’s coming) influence this one, a lot. I pick up on other people’s emotions (the N is playing in here) and can very easily empathize with them. Keeping people happy is something I strive to do in order to maintain peace in my environment. Sometimes, this means I find problems that don’t exist. Go figure!

Judging (J)- This doesn’t mean what you think it means. I’m not judging you. This is more a decision making guideline. It’s how I process information that I take in. My brain needs things to be orderly and make sense. Chaos doesn’t sit well with me. I can’t stand asymmetrical designs. The movie needs to follow the book. My vacation needs an itinerary. Let’s not get this confused with my organizational skills, however. I try to keep things organized and sometimes I’ve successful, but other times I’m really lazy or my depression rears its ugly head and keeping things neat and orderly is just not going to happen. Besides, I also have two small children and a very P husband in this house. It’s not going to make my J habits an easy thing to do! However, I make deadlines. I usually blow those deadlines out of the water. And if I don’t, it gnaws on my conscience like a tick.

 

Now, this is not an easy personality to have. It’s borderline a disorder in itself. There’s so much in the N and F zones that need freedom and unrestricted space, where the J demands organization. I crave comfort, but also get driven crazy by the dishes in the sink. I want to go out and experience life with friends, but a weekend is my limit and there’s gotta be quiet time in there somewhere or I’ll go bonkers! I want to believe that everyone is inherently good, and the reality that they’re not is just a freakin’ nightmare. I am extremely creative, but when things don’t fit the way they should, I can’t move past it until they do. I want to know what’s going on in the world, but watching the news makes it impossible for me to think about anything positive for hours afterwards.

This personality type is found in less than 3% of the population of the world. It’s rare! Strangely enough, I’ve met a TON of people who are this personality type in the last six months, which means either there are a lot more of us out there, OR I’ve found the niches that we INFJ’s hide in. Either way, it’s nice to know I’m not alone.

 

I am curious, though, about how many of us INFJ’s have a mental disorder. I suffer from depression. I can’t be alone, there…

Until next time!

~Tiff

 

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First things first… let’s plan!

Alright, I’m sure I’ll dedicate a whole post to this, at some point, but on the Meyers-Briggs personality grid I’m an INFJ. Anyone who knows what that means is groaning for me, I know. This means a lot of things in the personality world, but for the purpose of this post, let’s focus on that last letter… the J. See, that is what starts the conflicted wackiness that is, well, me. The J in me is the part of my personality that demands a plan, a schedule, an idea of where I’m heading so when I veer off track, I at least know how to get back to it. To say 2016 was off track is a SEVERE understatement, so let’s start by getting this new year organized before it even gets here. This will help us start off Day 1 on track.

Sounds awesome, right? I think so.

I start with a calendar. I’ve done this every year, but this year, I’m ignoring the wall calendar no one pays attention to and focusing on my personal calendar that I look at and dig through all day, every day. Except that this is me, and all those other letters are still in my personality and just printing a calendar isn’t enough. In fact, a simple bullet journal (my calendar/planner of choice) isn’t enough, either. There’s not a book big enough for what I need and if there was, I wouldn’t want to carry it around with me all the time. So, I’ve developed my own system that I hope will not make me crazy.

I’m going to create pages like I did in my regular bullet journal before. Each month will have its own book. I use a 8×10″ sketchbook so this isn’t as big a pain as it sounds. AC Moore had theirs on sale for $5 for Christmas and I loaded up on them! There are no dots or lines, which is good because both of those things annoy the crap out of me when I’m trying to create a layout.

However, these books will not have things like “books to read” or “movies to watch” unless they’re actually coming out that month. I got tired of redrawing them all the time when I ran out of room in my journals. All of the long term pages are going in a binder that is housed in my old planner notebook (a nice leather one with handles and a zipper!), which is divided into sections, kind of like my life. My big picture weight tracker, 100 things list, 25 books list, etc… these will all be in that binder, printed or illustrated on cardstock where it seems appropriate. I don’t have to draw them but once a year, they stay handy, since my monthly notebook will totally fit inside the zipper, and I don’t lose them or destroy them. Sweet, right?

So, there’s my big setup. Maybe I’ll get a wild hair when I get it finished and take pictures to show it off. Wish me luck!

Until next time!

~Tiff

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It’s been a minute…

So, let’s get caught up, shall we?

Since I’ve been gone, I’ve been suffering from one heck of a depressive attack. You know, the kind where you decide you’re going to bully your way through it, get in the car to go on a trip you’d been planning for months and can’t get an hour up the road because you’re crying so hard you can’t see the lines, anymore? Yeah, that’s where I was two months ago. It hasn’t gotten much better until this last week and that’s made me realize something very important: I take too much on myself and believe that overload level to be an acceptable way to live because I’ve committed myself to things and people are depending on me.

Oddly enough, this would totally work if I didn’t have really big things that demand so much of me just by their very nature. You see, I have two beautiful children who need their mother more than the Kingdom of Meridies needs a Social Media Deputy (yeah, it was a demotion, but that’s neither here nor there). I have a husband who, though not horribly supportive of my insane habits and hobbies as I am of his, does expect me to do things like… I dunno, help cook dinner and wash clothes. Annoying, right? I have a job that expects me to be able to pay attention to the kids in my class and not have to answer insane questions on my phone from people who don’t work the same hours I do. See? These are kinda big things!

Now, I’m sure a lot of people are about to do what I’m about to do, so let me apologize up front. I’m going to use you mercilessly, you see. I don’t have a lot of people who read this, anyway, so it’s not like I’m really bothering anyone by writing it. If you are reading it, though, I want to be honest. I’m using this blog to keep myself in check. If I can’t write it in here and share it with the world, it doesn’t need to be said, right?

So, then, that brings us to my purpose for writing today. It’s that crazy time of year when everyone buys new calendars and starts planning for next year. It’s that time when people make resolutions and try to make themselves better people than the one they were last year. I read an article today that pointed out that the reason people are unhappy is because THEY decide to be unhappy. Crap happens, my friends, and you can either dwell on the crap or use it for fertilizer to make the good things grow to be beautiful things.

My goal is growth.

Personal growth, absolutely. I was accepted to start working on my Master’s degree, though I’m not really sure how I’m going to pay for it. I’ve become obsessed with Growth Mindset and how to develop it in students (and myself). I’m far from the woman I want to be remembered as, and I’m not getting any younger. Dr. Franklin is coming, kids!

Growth in my children, that’s a no brainer. Not just getting bigger physically, that’s going to happen whether I want it to or not. I want them to be good people that others look forward to being around. While that comes easier for one child than the other, I need to help them both find their way to letting their true selves out and help them flourish in this crazy world we live in.

Growth in my relationships- all of them. I’m a glutton for a good relationship and I vow to grease those bad boys and make them amazing. My family, my friends, my husband… the people who fill your life are the things that make them worth living and I want to grow into the person they deserve me to be.

Growth in my profession-in our ever-changing world, it’s the kids that need the most help. They’re the ones who hold our future in their hands and it’s my job to make that future solid. My Master’s degree, my research into growth mindset… all of this is geared towards making them better students in the future by making me a better teacher today.

In the coming days, you’ll see blog entries about how I’m putting this in action for myself. You are completely welcome to use whatever I post to enhance your life, too. If you have any questions, I’ll answer them the best I know how or find you links to help you if I can’t. If I spend this year talking to myself… that’s ok, too.

 

Carpe the heck out of this diem, my friends! 

 

Until next time,

~Tiff