Just for my personal record, here they are:-
Number 2 initiated the test-taking just a while ago today, by asking me to take a 16 Personalities questionnaire on his mobile phone. Unsurprisingly, my result was INTJ, just like the many other MBTI tests I’ve taken before.
It got all of us to discuss about how much of the personality resonated with them in real life.
Very often, I’m grateful that they are still very open to talking about their day-to-day activities with me. Our casual conversations, even on things that are seemingly random, brings to light their (in)securities and concerns.
That is why I love that they’re into these personality tests. It shows that they are at least curious about being validated and discovering themselves.
My question to them was, “Now that you know, what are you going to do with it?”
Opening up
The next thing I did once everyone of us found out about our personality types, was to search for “XXXX teenager”.
That was fun. I read out their descriptions, and my kids and I went back and forth about how this is true or that is what I see in you. I also made it a point that even if any of the description sounded negative, they’re not necessarily bad. They’re just to made us aware about our challenges, and it is up to us to find ways to address them.
I never expect my kids to be perfect. I just want them to be better than themselves before.
Observing #1
My #1 has always been very contemplative. He didn’t remember this, he said, but there was one incident at a private clinic we both went to when he was about 9 years old. The doctor checked him and was asking him a few of questions about where he was hurting, how long did he felt discomfort, and so on. After she was done asking, the doctor looked at me and said, “What an intelligent young boy. I can almost hear his brain working as he pauses to figure out the answers. Has he always been this thoughtful?” He had, and still is.
Observing #2
One of the obvious signs that #2 indeed is ISTP is honesty. Of course #2 didn’t remember this, but I told him about that one morning when he was around 8 years old. I was barely awake, when I felt him sitting beside my bed, stroking my hair.
Then these words came out of his mouth: “Mum, why is your hair so ugly?”
What the.
About a minute or so, I turned to face him, still barely awake and in bed, and as I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, he asked, “Mum, why do you look so old?”
All I could reply was, “Whatcha talking about, boi?”
Thank you, son.
To be honest, outwardly I looked annoyed. But inwardly I was cracking up. In a way, I was proud. I raised my kid well, I thought.
Observing #3
I have seen, for the longest time, how much #3 resembled much of my behaviours. I noted the following about him in one of my posts:
"Headstrong, stubborn, opinionated, yet externalizing all his thoughts and sparing no one of his bluntness."
So, him being an ENTJ didn’t come as a surprise to me at all. The only thing I really advised him from time to time is: Be kinder.
At their age, my task is to help them discover their true potentials, no matter what type of personalities are. I don’t want to be the kind of parent who pushes her child to swim, when what he’s meant to do was fly.
I love their personalities. My only expectation of them is that they uncover their passion, and improve on what they’re lacking.
Follow your bliss, my children ❣️
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