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I had a good but very long day today. I worked for 10 hours straight and now I’m at home, playing my Peace ambiance playlist (it’s just soft galactic music with white noise), reading my Enneagram book I’ve been loving, in the comfort of pajamas while leaning all over a bunch of pillows on my couch.

My father, an 8w9, is here visiting. He’s in his bedroom (the guest bedroom) right now. I tip-toe’d into the house so as to not draw attention to myself. I need my peace and relaxation. My brain is deeply fried from today’s workload.

Type 8s sin is Lust, and they can be very much so in your business/environment with their energy. I don’t have any energy to spare at the moment so this is what I had to do 🪫.

Just give me 30 minutes to my book… and then I’ll go say hi.

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I know it for a fact that my husband is a Type 1.

I started learning the Enneagram in 2020. With my naivety while learning through the Type #s first, I thought he was a Type 5 at first. He’s pretty withdrawn (must come from the 9 wing) when he needs space and he’s the most brilliant/smartest person I have ever met. I know that short description is rather shallow and stereotypical- but it was true that was my thought process back then. When I told him he must be a 5, he shrugged. He didn’t know much of the Enneagram yet either.

The thing that really opened my eyes that my Husband is a Type 1 is his ANGER.

So after some time and digging even deeper into the types, I realize my husband is a Type 1 and because of that, I had him take the RHETI test for me. I know it, I know it, he has to be a Type 1… THE RESULTS ARE IN!! 💥TYPE 1️⃣💥

🤯 I FUCKING KNEW IT!!! YES YES YES!!!

You should have seen the expression of surprise my husbands face reacted to when he started reading the descriptions for Type 1.

And for that— I knew it deep within my heart and soul I am married to a Type 1.

~4 Years Later~

I was on Reddit one Spring day and I made some quirky, silly, nincompoop post about my husband cutting the lawn. He overheard our neighbors mower start up and he goes, “*gasp* It is time… I gotta get out there and beat him to it before he finishes.” As he races out the door to the shed for our own mower.

No big deal right?

Someone I used to really like on Reddit (another Type 1) said it’s more Type 3. TYPE 3???? Another one or two Redditors came in to agree, Type 3.

This sent me into a catastrophic spiral that should have never happened in the first place 🌀

TYPE 3?!??

They said it was because he was being… “competitive”… for the best lookig lawn out of the rest of my neighborhood. -What?- I argued back.

I mean my husband will silently admit when Larry’s yard is looking dry and yellow (the critiquing) but we don’t try to top anyone off with our yard. Our yard is beautiful but mediocre and ‘enough’ to represent a loving, safe, household. My husband just loves living in a nice suburban neighborhood.

The worse thing I did with this… new Type 3 information (more like assumption) was I believed it. (Type 9s fall hard for the stronger viewpoints and opinions that others push on them; thus losing their own unique individual opinions and thoughts for themselves.)

I can’t believe I let myself go there. I.. I thought I was married to a stranger suddenly. Like an imposter! It was really fucked up. I’ve known my husband for 16 years……. How dare I. I know who he is!!!! And my gut instinct KNOWS it that he is in fact a Type 1. No internet strangers get to tell me what to think or what to do or get to know the actual person behind my Reddit account. Fuck them, honestly. The gall to tell someone who they are or aren’t.

As time passed and I healed from my mental state, this is when I texted my husband.