Jenni thought today would be a wonderful day for everyone to lose a couple of friends, I suppose. Her prompt for today? Let’s all share our top 3 worst traits. Talk about full disclosure. I’m not entirely convinced this is a great way to make new friends but, hey, I’m in.
My worst traits, you say? Top three? It probably depends on who you are talking to, but the three that come up most frequently, in no particular order are……
Apathy: Cry me a river. I can have a bit of a hard shell. My fortunate private school, suburban life hasn’t been all roses and honeysuckles and I’ve found the best way to cope has been to prevail. I get really annoyed when people throw themselves pity parties and try to tell me that “things are just so hard” while they’re standing in a pool of tears. I mentioned this earlier in the challenge and I’ll mention it again today. My mom always told us “if it happens to you, it’s your fault”. Where’s you internal locus of control? Deal with it. Nobody’s going to fix your problems but yourself. Show some pride.
Neuroticism: Oh, my generalized anxiety. I worry about everything. Sometimes I can actually feel my heart palpitating and the stress physically building on a regular basis. Give me a productive structure or give me death. If you’re really lucky and I live with you, you’ll see me positively freak out over the most insignificant detail, such as how the bed is made in the morning or where in the cabinet my mugs are placed. I’m such a perfectionist. Please refer back to this post.
Introversion: Like it or not, if you are my friend, I will cancel on you about 50% of the time in exchange for staying home by myself. And I won’t feel a single ounce of guilt. If I had a penny for every time I heard someone beg “come on, Tina, don’t flake out on us”, then I would have a Swiss chalet in the Alps and a summer cottage on the French Riviera. I hate social situations. This explains why I’ve taken to blogging so well. Purposeful relationships from the comfort of my own home. Perfect.
So, there you have it, all out on the table. Makeup-free, messy hair, absolutely not a care in the world about pleasing you today. (And now all of the psychologists are laughing together in one room and saying, “she is such a typical ISTJ….. someone get this girl daily therapy.”) Ehhh. Whatever.
There you have it. This is me, unplugged.
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