paintsaint11

WARNING: THIS IS MAINLY A RANT. However, it also really does show how an INTJ is frustrated by too much socialization. :)

I come home and the first time I see my dad every day is the same old routine, he asks how my day was and expects a 2-hour long conversation. After realizing this, I try to avoid him, as sad as that sounds. Well, he's finally realized that I don't really like his awkward small-talk, and is starting to take offense, and is purposely imposing himself on me -_-.

For example, right before I started typing this, I was working on my curiously lengthy chemistry homework. He came into the room and asked what I was doing, and I answered, "Homework". He then proceeded to ask if it was hard. Then he asked if I was going to bed soon. Then he said, "You know, you have to get up early tomorrow". I know, dad. I know. I told him I had it all under control, I have a swim meet tomorrow and church Sunday and I need to get my homework done now, or at least the chemistry. (French and English projects are due this week, as well as quite a bit of Alg 2 homework - not to mention studying for Finals...fun fun). I start to ignore him, hopefully he'll just go away. But no, as always, he decides to make things harder than they have to be. He just stands up and watches the TV for about ten minutes. Every once in a while he'd start to say something and stop himself, so finally I asked him what he wanted. Then, he had the AUDACITY to respond with, "I'm beginning to think you don't like when I'm around." I told him that I'm just busy, it's not that I don't like you, dad. I'm just busy.

Oh, dad. I just don't know what to tell you. I've told you this so many times before I'm starting to wonder if you even listen. All he does when you try to end a conversation is lengthen it more -_-

Sometimes, I wish I had parents that honestly didn't care how my day went. I know I'm super-lucky and all that, but I think that for an INTJ, it can be a bit annoying when you can't just escape to your room for a few hours without being interrupted with a parent trying to make conversation with you because they think you're antisocial, depressed, and possibly suicidal. Oh, goodness.