Perhaps in the beginning… but ultimately there is something just so intoxicatingly validating when one is in a relationship with someone so completely different from you, yet nonetheless understands and cares for you. Over time, when this vastly different human being has your back and provides support during your weakest and worst moments…that definitely does lead to deep love. In my case personally, I came into LIE/SEE Activity from an Extinguishment relationship—with a wonderful, yet at times infuriating LII. When I express something that REALLY matters to me, the SEE will listen and we often come to the realization that we feel the same way—likely due to shared quadra values. He then very easily provides me with emotional validation, and in fact will often pick up the mantle for me—passionately taking action (Se) in my place, which also then spares me from the trauma of having to continue to display these embarrassing emotions (Fi) myself. Similarly, I enjoy taking over the tasks where SEE is getting frustrated – such as wading through the red tape involved in replacing a damaged passport in time for our next trip (Ni), or else resolving a problem with an incompetent customer service person over the phone (Te). Over time, this support is mutually beneficial and certainly enables both to become more successful at the details in life on an expanded scale.Originally Posted by Shazaam;[URL="tel:[URL="tel:[URL="tel:1530044"
A funny aside…the personalized ringtone for when my LII ex-husband calls/texts me is the sound of crickets…because that was the standard response I used to get from him(even though I was initially drawn to his calm certitude—possibly mistaking it for ESI Fi?). As a Gamma NT, I was unbelievably independent in my marriage and very rarely asked him for help—thinking that that might be the key to getting a response from him—as surely I didn’t abuse it. But no…still crickets. Even employing my Ni by thinking several steps ahead in order to check-mate him into doing something (in this instance, I had said I would watch his brother’s child for the summer ONLY if I didn’t have to drive our 5 kids 3 hours and across the border to pick him up from the airport). But still no… a day before nephew’s flight, LII called from a work trip in a different city and calmly stated that unfortunately he couldn’t get back and I would have to pick him up (I guess that was a double check-mate on the LII’s part). Now with SEE, if I voice that I’m even SLIGHTLY annoyed with something, I can hear banging around downstairs where SEE is trying to rearrange things and fix it. And so now I make sure I don’t ask for or mention anything, because I don’t want him to be catering to me. In fact we often bicker about who GETS to do an undesirable task for the other person, or who gets to pay, or take the worse parking spot etc.
LOL you might have a point there. But SEE humours me, and is definitely not intimidated by grammar. We very much like to poke fun at one another—embracing our caricatures in turn—making a mockery by exaggerating our differences. This then actually frees us to laugh at, and then discard them in favour of becoming more multidimensional.the ethical would have to stop putting on rose colored classes and putting the person on a pedastal, and the LIE would have to stop being a condescending and pretentious asshole and stop using words like 'whom' in the year 2022 - but I wouldn't hold my breath. but that's the thing, ESIs are turned on when people talk pretentious like that, SEEs are only half-way turned on.
Yeah it is pretty crazy…but not dull certainly. Everything is a competition. A day at the beach involves frisbee, badminton, bocce, cornhole, we love cards. And in many things— it’s pretty even. With the sporting activities though I don’t stand a chance—he plays hockey and baseball in a league. Yesterday we were playing badminton and laughing so hard when the other person did something embarrassing like got hit in the head or did a ballet kick while failing to make the shot etc. But we’ve learned to laugh at ourselves because it is hilarious to revel in the failures of these two seriously competitive people. In the middle of the game, I walked over to him holding my stomach from laughing and said “did you realize how many times one of us COULD’VE competitively smashed the birdie down on the other to be mean…but we DIDN’T.” He smiled back with such joy—I think because it acknowledged his athletic prowess, while praising us both (though mostly him) for setting his competitiveness aside so that we can have fun/chill together. One thing we like to do is to act very competitive but in a joking way – where we can get it out of our systems, but we know better than to actually “go there” for the good of our relationship. For instance if I have a good hand in cards I might slam it down and say “I’m gon fuck you up!” just to release that competitiveness… but it’s said in a mocking way just to up the ante and intensity of the situation. There’s a lot of faux trash talk. After sex LIE: “Wow…the gloves came off there!” SEE: “I ain’t doing no rope-a-dope!” LIE: spews out in laughter at the boxing metaphor (SEE used to box in teen years). SEE: “Ain’t no one HERE playing possum!” LIE: “I’m grabbing another round of drinks!”
I think this pairing makes an unconventional couple. My first LTR was with SEE from age 16-20. We would go to parties in Toronto dressed up alike in black jeans, red shirt, black leather jacket. We would spend so much time making inside jokes about everything and everyone… I think it used to alienate people who would shake their heads and walk away because we would just always be laughing about the silliest things. It’s the same with my current relationship, a funky song will come on while driving and I will pulse my shoulder up and down and look challengingly at him, brow raised. He’ll roll his eyes, but then submit to the joy and start pulsing his shoulder. I think we get a kick out of the other person making a fool out of themselves for us. It is intense but it’s big, and I’m guessing some other intertype relationship might seem dull in comparison. I’m not into opioids, but I’m guessing it could be explained this way: after you’ve had OXY, it would be hard to go back to aspirin.



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