Discovering myself is one of my favorite things to do, no matter how untrue or lame it may be. Meyers briggs, Buzzfeed quizzes, deep conversations with people who know me well, no matter the form of discovery, I’ll enjoy it. The amount of quizzes titled “Decorate your dream apartment and we will tell you which disney princess you are” I’ve taken is honestly way too many to count. I know those are highly inaccurate and honestly stupid, but I enjoy them. I read the descriptions and nod at the sentences that are accurate and roll my eyes at the farfetched ones. (I’m Belle, in case any of you were wondering) Despite the unscientific, random aspects of the quizzes, they still help me discover who I am a bit more. And for the longest time, I had no idea who I was.
For years I let the people around me tell me who I am. Now, there is truth in what people say, especially depending on how well they know you, but your friends’ words are not the final truth. Sometimes we can be blind to our own faults and strengths, but that doesn’t mean everyone else knows us a million times better than we know ourselves. For instance, my best friend my tell me “Hey, you’re not good at being vulnerable” and I’ll know she’s 100% right. But if the next day she says “Hey, you’re kind of close-minded” I’m allowed to say “actually you’re wrong” because only I know how opened or closed my mind is. Maybe there’s an aspect of denial but I believe in the end, I know myself better than anyone else. I didn’t realize this for a long time, believing everything anyone told me about myself, and that screwed up my image of myself.
How was I suppose to discover myself if I blindly believed everything someone told me and never did any introspective research myself? So, I started doing that and I haven’t stopped. Not only is it fun, but it’s helpful. I love researching my Meyers Briggs, INTP, and realizing what causes me stress, how I relate to others, and what my strengths and weaknesses are. I can also ask the people around me what their Meyers Briggs are and understand even better how we interact and why they think differently than me.
But perhaps my favorite form of discovering myself is within my favorite movies/books/shows etc. I want to know which Disney Princess I am, which Game Of Thrones Character I am, and which Hogwarts House I belong in.
As much as I’d like to hope, I’m not Daenerys Targaryen through and through. I’m too much of a Tyrell (sadness) to be a Targaryen. As badass as the dragons are and as desperately as I’d like to be a dragon person, I’m simply more of a mermaid person. However, with the hair color and Targaryen tendencies, I still relate to Dani on a deep level. I, too, think dragons are awesome. I’d also like to think I’m strong and will work hard to achieve what I want. (Although, more like a Tyrell, I will do whatever it takes within a moral code, however flexible it may be).
Draco Malfoy, again the hair color. Even though I’m nothing like Draco, we do belong to the same house.
SLYTHERIN FOR THE WIN.
“Slytherins tend to be ambitious, shrewd, cunning, creative, strong leaders, and achievement-oriented. They also have highly developed senses of self-preservation. This means that Slytherins tend to hesitate before acting, so as to weigh all possible outcomes before deciding exactly what should be done.”
I take my house very seriously and often expect to know everyone else’s, as well. This may be extremely nerdy, but it also helps me understand myself and the world around me. If my best friend is a Hufflepuff, I know that loyalty will trump all else for them. Also, if someone knows their Hogwarts House, I instantly know that’s a cool person because Harry Potter is very important.
In the end, every bit of discovery is entertaining and helpful. Relating to the world and understanding the differences in others is never an easy feat for me, and I expect most everyone else as well. We tend to think everyone thinks the same but if you put Mulan and Cinderella in the same situation, they are going to handle it very differently.
I can’t take other’s words about myself as gospel, but I don’t know everything about my own mind either. The discovering will never stop, and if I know which ‘Big City’ I am (London) then what’s the harm in that?
For your enjoyment, some of my best snaps to date.