What’s your type?
I just read this rather interesting article. Apparently, we humans tend to look for a partner who is like ourselves. I suppose that makes sense in a way, though I know that sometimes ‘opposites attract’.
The article also lists four main personality types:
The Explorer, ruled by high dopamine levels, is a risk-taker, seeks adventure and novelty, and is curious.
The Builder has high serotonin activity and is calm, likes schedules and roles, and is conventional.
The Director is influenced by testosterone and is focused, analytical, and logical.
The Negotiator has high estrogen activity, sees the big picture, and is compassionate, altruistic, and imaginative.
Now, two of these types are definitely not for me, The Explorer and the Director. *Shudder*.
I think my (maternal) grandparents was a Builder and that was very practical to have around the house, so if I’d had a brother (or a sister) like that, that would be great. But a boyfriend? Not really. Not unless I could have two. LOL.
No, my very favorite personality type is the Negotiator. Not surprisingly both my parents and my sister and I fall into this category. So naturally, I’d like to have a boyfriend who’s also a Negotiator. Though I’d kind of like him not to have too high levels of estrogen. 🙂
Time for a little whining again…
If you read this blog, it won’t take you long to realize that I love animals. Dogs (some dogs, I should say) are among my favorite animals. My very favorite breed is the lhasa apso. First I’d like to explain that here, in Sweden, it’s quite a rare breed, and is definitely not among the top twenty breeds. As I understand it, it’s quite the opposite in the US.
What I love the most about this breed is their personality and attitude. Don’t get me wrong, I also love the way they look, but that’s really a minor reason.
When I look at the breed sites or read books and printed articles about the breed, I find things like ‘if you don’t like the grooming, choose another breed’. Huh? I love this dog’s personality, like none other (ok, not quite true, I love a couple of other breeds too and basically like all kinds of dogs, like I like most types of animals, period). Should I just decide not to get it, because I’m not a huge fan of all that hairdressing? No way.
Because I love the lhasa apso’s personality, I’m willing to learn and put up with the extensive grooming required. Naturally I want my dog to be healthy and happy. I’ll never learn to love that aspect of sharing my life and home with an awesome, cool Tibetan dog, but I can live with it.
Actually, it’s the same about the amount of excercise some of the bigger or more active breeds need. I love walking, and walking fast, up to a point. Mainly, I love walking in the streets, in parks or in the agrarian landscape surrounding small towns. In other words, I don’t love hiking for days on end in the wilderness or climbing mountains, riding a bike etc.
I’ve also taken the consequences of that, by not choosing a big or very active breed (for instance, I also love, to name a few of my other favorites, the Eurasian dog, the dachshund, the golden retriever, poodles and naturally mixes between similar types of dogs, not to mention some gorgeous ‘working’ dogs that I could only dream about). These dogs deserve to live far more active lives than I can give them, so I don’t adopt them. Sigh. You can’t have everything. I suppose if I had a family member who lived for week long hikes in the woods or mountains or running for hours, we could share a dog. I’m sure no excercise-craving dog would spurn a shorter slightly less energetic walk in addition to their daily runs.
Smaller, less active dogs, like the lhasa apso enjoy about the same type of walking I do – well, up to a point. Mom’s Tibetan spaniel seems to think I’m a cruel bully and a jock, for expecting him to actually move about. His idea of a nice walk is standing still, sniffing lamp poles or ambling along at a leisurely pace, peeing here and there to send messages to other male dogs. But in general, I think my hour or so of walking around the town satisfies my dog and would satisfy other similar small dogs (most tibetan spaniels, the bichon breeds etc).
Cat person? Dog person?
Are you a cat person or a dog person? That’s a question I see a lot. I guess I’d have to say I’m both or rather an animal person, rather than a people person. Someone who gets along much better with animals than with humans, generally.
Speaking of animals and people (or persons), I’m thinking animals can be, and are, persons – to me that means individuals rather than homo sapiens. So why can’t animals be persons, individuals and people? Anything but humans and homo sapiens. After all, we’re all animals, only different species.
What color are you?
Interesting article
about color preferences.
As usual, I’m an outsider. I’d say I’m mainly BlueGreen, with quite a bit of Red (I’m a closet Red LOL) and a touch of Yellow (in the last two or three years). There’s also a little bit of Grey, I’m afraid.
A psychologist will be able to make something of this, I’m sure. Not sure I’d like to know what that is though. 🙂
What color are you?
The hetero norm
Since Stockholm Pride starts today, I note that the hetero norm is being evaluated. That’s a good idea, but I’d also like to point out that just because you’re heterosexual doesn’t mean that you fit into any norms. You can be different anyway. Sexual preference isn’t the only factor influencing your personality.
Bitter and disappointed
These days I find it hard to rouse myself from my apathy. I’m beginning to realize that this is how my life turned out. There’s no hope at all that I’ll be able to work things out now. It’s too late, or rather, considering the sort of person I am, there was never any chance. I used to be angry with myself for failing all the time. Now that I’ve thought long and hard about it, I know that there was never any way I could have ended up anywhere other than here. With my personality, I would have ended up this way even if I had another chance.
Another chance… You have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to turn the clock back and still have time, still have a future. If there was any way I could get that, that’s what I’d do. No matter what little change I might be able to to make to my life, it won’t make up for ending up like this.
I’m even beginning to think I was lucky to get seriously ill and nearly die. It made me think that was why I’m such a failure. But that wasn’t it. It was just the way I was.
Yes, I am bitter and disappointed. It hurts to know that nothing will change. My life is going to continue like this, or get worse. I don’t know how other people live with this, but I handle it badly.
