The test showed that my personality was an INFJ. Which, when it is broken it down it’s, Introvert (22%), which is a shy person who finds it hard to talk to others. I was (38%) intuitive, which means that I understand things without any proof or evidence, and is also characterized by intuition, and agreeing with what seems naturally right. Feelings, was (12%), having an emotional state or reaction, and thoughts of wanting to help someone who is sick, hungry in trouble, etc. Lastly, is judging (1%), …show more content…
So, to start off they listen to that inner voice, which is also known as their gut (the second brain). I go with my gut feeling most of the times, because the gut never lies. Then they take time to be alone, and to be in silence. Which as much as I love my family, there are times when I just like to sit with no television or radio. It is so peaceful and calming and when they see me sitting in the quiet people automatically assume something is wrong with me, but it isn’t. Intuitive people are also creative, and practice mindfulness, which is basically meditating or making a decision that you can stand behind completely, and that is why I like to sit in silence and think, about my life; present and …show more content…
I can also tell if people don’t want to be bothered. Everybody goes through situations at different times, and when someone is having a problem that they do not want to talk about, I like to give them their space and let them know if they do decide that I want to talk I will be available, because of another quality that a intuitive person holds is connecting deeply with others (empathic accuracy, feel their emotion). Until I read my results, I did not understand why I cried when I watched: movies, the news, commercials, or any programs where people are telling a story and they become emotional. I cry at funerals of people I don’t know, because I know how it feels to lose a loved one and we all share that emotional bond. My oldest daughter graduated from middle school a couple of weeks ago and the teacher of the year was giving his “Thank You” speech, and he was saying how students still keep in touch with him after years, and he started crying and then I started crying. I use to think I was a big crybaby, but know I realize I am just caring