I’m working too hard again. It’s happened before, has happened again, and will likely happen again in the future. I’ve worked myself to the core. When the core gets exposed, it’s a real downer that feels like I’m falling apart. Literally.
The issue stems from my personality, a reminder that got sparked by a Facebook conversation with my fibro, James Fahr (you’ll notice him in the sidebar with a green indicator). You see, I’m classified as a “duty-fulfiller” according to the Myers-Brigg Type Indicator, and ISTJ. According to one description of an ISTJ, I fit it to a letter:
ISTJs are faithful, logical, organized, sensible, and earnest traditionalists. They earn success by thoroughness and dependability. Shutting out distractions, they take a practical, logical approach to their endeavors. Realistic and responsible, they work steadily toward their goals. They enjoy creating order in both their professional and personal lives.
If any friends or family members don’t want to think about me bleeding from my lungs or what my cough is like from my perspective, come back for my next post… this one might be disturbing to you, but if you can stand it, it will give you a lot of insight into my past and present.
