[DarwinsBastard]

Congrats on your new discovery. As an ENTP, you now have a opportunity to rule the world. :)
I have social anxiety as well and I think I may be actually an ENFP.

But anyways. Social anxiety is a bitch.

You know, I would be a benevolent dictator if they'd just let me run the place.




Anxiety is a bitch. I can't even function in social situations right now. Going out to parties and clubs give me panic attacks. Talking to women (that I'm interested in) gives me panic attacks. I hope I can make it work though. It has been like this since my mid teens, I really need to get my shit together.




I don't really know why I never looked at the ENTP description before though, the whole "devil's advocate" thing, the loving to argue everything just for the sake of a good debate thing, that's me, through and through. My friends and I were on the way to the lake today and she told me debating with me is terrible, because she never wins, ever. I got a kick out of that.




best of luck sorting your type out, and dealing with the anxiety, it's not fun, I know.

I'm totally still going to hang around in the INFP forum because all of you are great.

[appalachian springs]

I'm afraid of getting out of my front door. Every time I do it shit happens. Inevitably. I've made a decision to go to a bookshop today and buy a Bible but instead I'm here telling you how afraid I am. Pathetic.

The worst thing is the underground (or subway if you are american). I HATE sitting there in front of a row of strangers who stare at me, especially if they are men. And it takes an hour to get anywhere from where I live. AN HOUR in a small room full of strange people. I can't even read a book on a train, just sit there with my eyes closed and hood on if it's winter, but it is summer now!! does anyone else have this?

[Luke]

I went to a party last night. When I first got there, me and my friend decided to look for a place to stash our alcohol so everyone else wouldn't drink it. I noticed a mirror door that seemed to have a garden in it's reflection. I said to my friend "perhaps we could place it behind that mirror door"? She looked at me with this expression of disbelief and said "are you for real?". She then walked over to the door and walked straight through it. That's when I realised that it wasn't a mirror door, reflecting a garden, it was an open door leading out to a garden.

I think this lapse in judgement is in the same league as when I forgot to wear a shirt to university (I did have a jacket on).

I worry about myself sometimes.

[UtterMess]

I just realized how emotionally invested I get in any tv series or movie that I start watching....
and I tend to start feeling the emotions of the most damaged character in the story or at least the most complicated and end up having all these feelings that aren't my own of a different reality, strange.....

[lifeisanillusion]

I'm afraid of getting out of my front door. Every time I do it shit happens. Inevitably. I've made a decision to go to a bookshop today and buy a Bible but instead I'm here telling you how afraid I am. Pathetic.

The worst thing is the underground (or subway if you are american). I HATE sitting there in front of a row of strangers who stare at me, especially if they are men. And it takes an hour to get anywhere from where I live. AN HOUR in a small room full of strange people. I can't even read a book on a train, just sit there with my eyes closed and hood on if it's winter, but it is summer now!! does anyone else have this?

That doesn't sound pathetic to me at all. Sounds more like a personal victory over the fear. And I think the next time you go to ride the subway the fear will be just a little bit less. If you change the story from being pathetic to one of overcoming the fear, you will feel better about yourself and your self love and self esteem will grow. It's hard to embrace fear and go through it. Something a lot of people don't even try and you are not only trying but doing it. Nice to read posts where people get outside their comfort zones and take risks. Thanks for sharing.

[da_gobbo]

i procrastinate way too much, i've entered a tournament next saturday i need my entire team (13 models min for me) painted by then (as well as based and vanished for protection, these steps need several days for drying). They are all still only partially done (only stopped amt to let the latest coat dry, so my back can stop hurting form being hunched over, and so my good eye can rest a bit so ill be able to focus properly when i go back to it).

If i'd bothered to start when i entered the tournament they'd be done by now,, i've had over a month to get this done and as usall i'm running aroudn at the last minute isntead of doing it when i have plenty of time.

[kaleidoscope]

I never thought spending time with my family would be so much fun. Lately, my cousins have been coming from Canada for my cousin's wedding, and I've just been hanging out with them. It got me out of my isolation, and I'm finding that even though they're all pretty different from me, we still manage to have an excellent time together, especially at the bachelor party yesterday ^^

I think it also helped me break that vicious cycle of Fours. It made me realize that I can still relate to people and feel at home with them, even though we're not the same. It's so freeing :)

[Theodore]

I read threads backwards. Earth-shattering, I know.

[wisdom]

I recognized a PerC member on Meetup.com today.

[Kaspa]

I have two cats, and I don't like them.

When I got them about half-a-year ago, I didn't feel that I did a right choice. The feeling has not diminished since then. I don't feel any kind of love, or likeability towards them. It's odd that I've always thought myself to be a cat-person. It seems that I do like cats, but as long as they are not my own. Kind of same with babies. I only feel disdain when I look at them. Yet as I'm their carekeeper, I play with them and have their needs done. Maybe it's because they are so attention demanding. Every time spend to hang out with them, cater their needs, and such feels like wasted time. Everyday I've had thought about giving them away to someone.