One of the more annoying INTP things that we all know that we deal with is what I call the edge of all things, but which has the more popular appelation of social awkwardness.
Itās the thing that makes up all those little INTP moments that we seem to find so relatable. Everyone talks about it, and everyone understands it.
And nobody knows what to do about it. Letās be honest. Is there an INTP out there who has perfected a Formula for the prevention of social awkwardness? I highly doubt it. Even when we try our hardest to be outgoing, there is something within us (the combination of cognitive functions, if you must know) that seems determined to keep us awkwardly babbling or else pathetically silent.
I call it the edge of all things, which is a double-meaning term. You see, itās the edge of all things for the INTP himself. Heās come to the edge of his universe and found an odd assortment of people, and in the language he knows so well, packed with obscure terms and delivered in a usually reedy voice of Nerd-dom, he tries to draw the others to himself.
But to the others, they are not at the edge, but the INTP is. They are the center of all things, and the INTP serves as a specimen of oddity, to be smiled at or ignored, but rarely listened to seriously.
Thatās sort of how I think of our innate social awkwardness. Itās awkward because weāre standing on a border between two universes, and itās uncomfortable for us to do so. Can we fix the awkwardness? Probably not completely. But we can learn about the new universe that seems so boring at first glance.
And it doesnāt hurt to remind yourself that others would be just as awkward as you are if they were on the edge of all things.
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