I have the hardest time explaining myself. Explaining that 'essence' of myself that others easily pick up on and understand. I can explain my actions and plans thouroughly. But when I do deep thinking on who I am as a person I draw a blank. This could include my potential, my relationships, my past, future, etc. I question all of these thouroughly. I don't question my ability to think accurately and draw conclusions based on facts. If I were to study a human organ I would have no trouble explaning all the tissues and their function, and from this, I could easily learn how this organ affects other organs I've studied. As long as the object I study is based in reality I have no problem following along.
But if I'm faced with the quesiton-- What kind of guy are you? I'm fucking lost. I don't think i'm super-original and impervious to categorization, but this whole concept seems alien to me. I shrug off compliments. If someone tells me I'm good at something I get uncomfortable unless I thouroughly believe I am good at it. I know one person who really enjoys talking about people's talents and abilities. She seems obsessed by asking me what I am doing with my life as far as career, and development. She does it jokingly because she knows the subject is one I prefer to avoid. She says, "So are you going to be a scientist? etc etc etc" and I'm really not bothered by her assertions and suggestions. But with almost anyone else I don't like the issue to come up. I think plenty of people suffer from this problem, especially at my age, but my cases is exaggerated in comparison. I'm really blown away by people who seem really set on what 'kind' of person they are, not because I'm desperate to be a kind of person, but because that sort of thinking is impossible to me. I do whatever I want regardless of whether or not it reflects a stereotype.
anyhow, could this be related to my type?
sorry if i keep bringing up the issue.