Limbo
I’m a total ENTJ. People who know me aren’t surprised. People familiar with the Myers-Briggs type indicators who talk to me just once can peg me for an ENTJ. I wear it on my sleeve.
Frank, decisive, assume leadership readily. Quickly see illogical and inefficient procedures and policies, develop and implement comprehensive systems to solve organizational problems. Enjoy long-term planning and goal setting. Usually well informed, well read, enjoy expanding their knowledge and passing it on to others. Forceful in presenting their ideas.
I’m in limbo. Limbo for an ENTJ is hell. I’ve applied to graduate school. Their process is lengthy and thorough; their program is highly competitive. I’m having to reconcile that waiting for what I want (news about graduate school) is worth more than having a plan right now. But a plan makes me feel safe. I know how to execute a plan. I don’t know how to wait.
And yet, I wait.
And the waiting is overwhelming sometimes. And exhausting. And stressful. I have no idea how waiting can be exhausting, but it is. I’m sure this is an awesome life lesson: you can survive without a plan. Fine. I get it. Life continues even if I can’t plan.
It would just go more smoothly if I could plan.
