In terms of my insatiable and unealthy pursuit of self improvement (more on that shortly), I am pleased to anounce that I have finished with science and moved onto psudoscience. Hence: Enneagram.
For those unnaware, the Enneagram is theoretically a theoretic classification of common types of unhealthy obsessions/coping mechanisms clothed in the trappings of a Meyers-Briggs type personality taxonomy. I was introduced to it through LocalScriptMan's videos on the subject (2 hr watch, or 1 if you are not a coward and use 2x speed), which is basically essential viewing if any of what follows is to make sense, as well as maybe some of the Youve Got A Type videos on wings and instincts, since I don't feel like explaining the basics.
In the typology I am a 5w4 SX-SP, and on one level it is pretty clear exactly what is going on here. There are 54 distinct possible types, and with such variety combined with the intentional looseness/interprability of the Enneagram it is more or less gaurenteed that anyone wold be able to self-sort into a category and then conformation bias their way to being a true believer. Indeed, the typical broadness of the categories and nonfalsifiability of the claims makes the Enneagram fall resoundingly in the "just kindof words" category of model.
Nonetheless, this sort of high-consequence faux-vulnerable intellectual system is just what I have decided it tells me that I want, especially when I am running from my problems, and it (I) is correct, so far as I can tell. The reccommended corse of action, which seems completely reasonable, is to go touch grass and talk to people and focus on forming genuine community as opposed to more mastrabatory self-improvement, but I have [excuse] and thus will be blogging about my thoughts about these thoughts instead; expanding my personal portfolio with more self improvement. yippiee i love making things worse by getting better in the same way I always do hooray