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Monday

How Different Personality Types respond to Stress



CHRONIC ILLNESS AND YOUR PERSONALITY TYPE

Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday,
lying in hospitals dying of nothing.
Redd Rox

                How did you react when you found out you were officially unhealthy? Not unhealthy as in temporarily sick, but as in chronically I’ll-never-be-the-same, what-happened-to-my-life kind of unhealthy?
                People react to crisis in different ways. If you’ve ever lived with anyone other than yourself, you already know that. Some jump into fix-it mode and immediately organize and start battling the problem. Others leave the scene and go do something random that has nothing to do with the crisis at hand. Some eat. Others cry. Some rage. Others shop. Some sit and stare at the TV. Others analyze.


                And of course, since no one is officially in charge during the majority of crisis events, most of us end up getting frustrated at the way others are acting, or even the way we ourselves are acting.
                Why do some of us start emotionally eating while our friends are attacking the problem? Why do some seem to ignore the problem altogether while their spouses are going on about the negative details so thoroughly it makes everyone else depressed?
                Are we all slightly insane? Obsessive compulsive? Trying to make everyone around us miserable?
                Well, I can’t speak for your particular family and friends on those questions, but in general, no, we aren’t acting the way we do because of some unnatural, subconsciously vindictive reason. On the contrary, most of us are just acting naturally according to the personalities God gave us.
                Wow, you just went from being slightly insane to normal in three sentences. That’s got to make you feel good.
                Each person is unique, as individual as a snowflake, only much more complex (and we don’t melt—way superior). Nevertheless, all our amazing complexities as humans have been narrowed down to four main personality types by someone much smarter than myself. Those types are titled Sanguine, Choleric, Melancholy, and Phlegmatic. People have different mixtures of these four types, but any given person usually has one or two that are dominate, and tends to follow a certain pattern of thought and behavior based on those dominant types.
                See if you can find yourself: And by the way, every type has its strengths and weaknesses, so no deciding your type is great and everybody else’s is bad!

Sanguines—like to have fun. Sanguines are bubbly and fun-loving. They like to be the center of attention and tell stories, but tend to exaggerate and be disorganized.

Cholerics—like to have control. Cholerics are the ones who take charge, make quick decisions and like for things to be done the way they think is best. They make good leaders, but tend to be bossy and put tasks over people.

Melancholies—like to have things done right. Melancholies are smart, serious and sensitive. Most creative geniuses are melancholies with their attention to detail and deep creativity, but they lean toward perfectionism and depression.

Phlegmatics—like the easy way. Phlegmatics are easy-going, dry-humor, calm types. They love objectively solving problems and keeping peace, but have a hard time making decisions and have trouble being motivated.

                Did you find yourself in one or two of those types? (If you want to study the personality types more in depth, the information in this chapter came from Florence Littauer’s book, Personalities in Power, used with permission.) I can’t tell you how much it helped me and my marriage to realize that my husband and I didn’t have to figure out whose reactions were right and whose were wrong. We were both acting according to the personalities we were given by God.
                That’s not to say we’re excused to just act in whatever way comes naturally to us. Like I said, each type has its strengths and weaknesses, and each needs the tempering of the Holy Spirit to be balanced.
                That being said, though, it was such a relief to find out that these strong emotional feelings I have in response to my health condition are totally normal for my personality type. I wasn’t falling off the deep end or losing my mind, and you aren’t either!
                Let’s go more in depth on each of those four types, including how they tend to react to stress.

A Sanguine’s emotional needs are people related: attention, affection, approval and acceptance. They like to be optimistic and bubbly, and get depressed when life is not fun and no one seems to love them.
Sanguine’s reaction to stress: leave the scene, go shopping, find a fun group, create excuses, blame others.


A Choleric’s emotional needs are appreciation for accomplishments, credit for ability, and a sense of obedience. They like to achieve much, and get depressed when life is out of control and people won’t do things their way.
Choleric’s reaction to stress: tighten control, work harder, exercise more, get rid of offender.



A Melancholy’s emotional needs are space, silence, sensitivity, support and a sense of stability. They like to analyze, organize, and set long-range goals, and get depressed when life is out of order or standards aren’t met and no one seems to care.
Melancholy’s reaction to stress: withdraws, gets lost in a book, becomes depressed, gives up, recounts the problems.



A Phlegmatic’s emotional needs are a sense of respect, feeling of worth, understanding, emotional support and harmony. They are loyal, and get depressed when there is conflict, no one wants to help, or the buck stops with them.
Phlegmatic’s reaction to stress: hide from it, watch TV, eat.



                I am a choleric with a little bit of sanguine and melancholy thrown into the mix, and zilcho in the phlegmatic department. I have lists and charts and whenever I digress health-wise I research more and fight harder and sometimes make myself worse, but I don’t care because I have to be doing something even if it’s the wrong thing! Being a choleric explains why I would rather have faced the risks of brain surgery than just live with my condition for life (which is probably one of the reasons God is not allowing me to have brain surgery, because it’s supposed to be about Him and His strength not about me and mine).
                My husband is a phlegmatic with some melancholy, and I’m pretty sure nothing in the sanguine and choleric categories. He’s a wonderful listener, a fantastic helper, and great problem-solver, but when it comes to crisis, he just doesn’t react in any way that makes sense to me. His emotions don’t rise to the surface, he doesn’t attack the problem. Oh, he’ll analyze it with me for hours, but the information doesn’t motivate him to do anything.
                This is incomprehensible to me, and I used to translate it to mean he didn’t really care, because if he cared, he would respond the way I do (of course, right?).  Now, having learned the above, I know it is just his personality and has nothing to do with how much or how little he cares about me.
                That’s why this chapter is in this book, because all of us assume people act and react for the same reasons we do, and we translate their actions to mean what they would mean if coming from us. This is a bad idea. It leads to misunderstandings, hurt feelings and conflict.
                One of the last things you want is to be on your way to the hospital, annoyed with everyone you love because of the weird ways they’re reacting to this crisis!
                Now that I know people react to stress differently, I can give grace to those who act in a way that feels unloving or uncaring to me. Sometimes it is because they care very much that they are acting as they do; it’s their way of coping and I should not expect them to jump over to my personality type just because that’s what makes sense to me.
                It also shows me that I need God’s help to not just give my personality free reign, thinking my way is the best way. I need the Holy Spirit to temper my actions and reactions so I might please God in all I do, and so I can live well with others.

                All of us need to give grace, to others and ourselves. We need to know the truth about ourselves, because the truth will set us free. And we need to pray for help from God, who is above our personalities and can help us rise above as well.
                Maybe then we can get a little less frustrated with others (and ourselves) and not take personally what is really just personality.


This chapter is taken from the new release, You're Sick, They're Not: Relationship Help for Chronic Sufferers and Those Who Love Them. Click the title to order yours!

Unfullfilled Longings...and Flowers (Excerpt from You're Sick, They're Not)


Sick & Tired Book 2
YOU'RE SICK, THEY'RE NOT: Relationship Help for Chronic Sufferers and Those Who Love Them 
has been released!
The book covers important topics such as:
*How different personality types respond to a medical crisis
*The 5 love languages in regard to illness
*How to avoid friction during holidays and other family events
*What to do about the people who just don't get it

For today, I'm sharing a funny story from the book, a time when I got what I wanted, but through a very unusual route...

Excerpt from YOU'RE SICK, THEY'RE NOT  

           So how do we adapt if we really want something and nobody is getting the idea? I don’t know how you personally should deal with that problem, but I dealt with it once by buying myself flowers. You can think that’s weird if you want to.
            Here’s what happened. My husband was leaving the country for several weeks and I was going to be home with a new baby and a chronic condition. As the day to leave came closer, I wondered if Brian would think of something special for us to do, or maybe he would give me a card, or flowers…yes, flowers would be great. Then I could enjoy them while he was gone, and every time I saw them I could think of how he loved me. I built up my little bubble of hope, waiting for him to surprise me with flowers before he left.
            My poor husband, however, was busy trying to translate curriculum into another language, pack, and plan a huge trip. He forgot to think about doing something special for the wife he would be leaving behind. (Being a man, he tends to be rather single-focused—God made him that way so I really shouldn’t get all that mad at him about it.)
Translating...being a dad...not sure why I assumed he'd be thinking about flowers. =)
            I started worrying about this whole flower thing, remembering how I’d done this get-my-hopes-up-for-a-surprise thing, only to be surprised that he hadn’t been secretly planning some great thing after all. I debated within myself. I could subtly mention flowers and hope he got the hint. That usually didn’t work well. I could ask him if he was going to get me flowers and then hope he would. Or I could say nothing, be disappointed, and then for weeks feel down when I saw the table where my flowers were supposed to go.
            Funny how borderline insane the scene looks in writing. It all made perfect sense in my head at the time!
            So…I decided to not wait to be disappointed. I decided to help myself. I went to the store and bought some flowers. Then I brought them home, handed them to my husband and said, “Would you please give me these flowers and say, ‘When you look at these flowers, I want you to remember that I love you’?”
            You should have seen the look on his face. Priceless. It was that grand mixture of uh-oh, am I in trouble, along with, are you slightly crazy? I repeated my statement, holding the flowers out. He said he wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. I think he was expecting me to feel slightly bitter than I had had to do this myself. Funny thing was, I wasn’t. Deciding to go get what I wanted actually was quite liberating, much more fun than sitting around waiting to be forgotten.
            Finally, he took the flowers and said the little phrase, with much chagrin. I had to laugh.  
            Those weeks when he was gone, instead of sitting around upset that he hadn’t thought to get me flowers before he left (and how was he to know that’s what I wanted most anyway?), I had beautiful flowers to look at. And when I looked at them, I actually did think of how he loved me, and I smiled remembering the sheepish grin on his face as he said the little phrase I’d given him.
            I myself had turned the whole situation around by deciding to stop waiting for someone else to be responsible for making me happy. Maybe you can find a way to do that today, too.

Find You're Sick, They're Not at Amazon.com!

Joni Earekson Tada Video Visit--Don't Waste Your Suffering



When Joni Earekson Tada was a teenager, she dived into a lake and broke her neck. She has spent the last 40+ years in a wheelchair. She recently battled through breast cancer, a masectomy and chemo, and now that she is in her 60s, she lives with chronic pain.

I read Joni's story as a teen myself and it impacted me greatly. I think of her sometimes when I feel like my cross is too heavy to bear, too unfair, and wonder how someone like her, who cannot even brush her own teeth or go to the bathroom by herself, not only accepts her limitations, but lives with them with grace and joy.

Joni's ministry gave me permission to post this video interview with Joni. You may not have an hour to listen to the entire thing, so...

If you are a teen, I'd recommend starting at minute 9.

If you live with chronic illness, the most important section would be minutes 19-35.

Joni talks about the days she isn't strong enough:
“I just don’t know how I’m going to make it to lunchtime…Oh God, I am so tired of this.”

“I so wanted to cry, but there was nobody around to wipe my nose…God, if I can’t die, You’ve just got to show me how to live.”

She brings our focus back to what matters:
“The cross I take up daily is not my wheelchair…it’s my attitude about my wheelchair. This is what I have to put to death.”

And she ends with hope.
“Wake up tomorrow needing Him desperately and you can’t go wrong.”

“I don’t want to waste my suffering.”

Please take some time and watch at least a portion of this video. I was inspired and encouraged, and think you will be, too.






This is an important week. Instead of my usual weekly post, this week I will be posting tomorrow through Friday on a topic those of us with illness face regularly: Is My Illness because I don't have enough Faith? I have been told such more than once, and you likely have to. When I struggle, sometimes this is the painful lie that comes back to haunt me. That's why it's important to know the truth, because the truth sets us free.

So come back tomorrow for "Not Enough Faith? Is It My Fault I'm Still Sick?"
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Friday

Special Post: If You Love Someone...

A friend of mine went to the grocery store. She saw an old man pick up a head of lettuce, then start crying.

She approached him. "Are you okay?"

He told her his wife of 60 years had just died, and she had always done all the grocery shopping.


My friend shopped with him that day, and I know that helped, but I just want to cry when I think of him. His story reminded me that life is fleeting, and passes so quickly, and sometimes we forget that. We trade our treasures for the distraction of shiny cheap trinkets.

So this weekend, if you love someone, let them know. Say it, show it.Ignore the phone, the computer, the TV for awhile and give them the gift of yourself. Your focused attention.

You'll have plenty of time to watch TV one day when they are gone.

Update on My Impossible No-Fussing Marriage Resolution

Remember that Impossible, Ridiculous Until-New-Years Marriage Resolution I made? I purposed to spend my weeks till Christmas not arguing, fussing, or any other negative presentation to my husband. No complaining, no "Why can't you just..." Basically a fast that I was not sure would prove harder or easier to keep than fasting on food.



It has been several weeks, and I have to say I've been surprised by what I have learned from this unusual experience. It started because I felt guilty for realizing that, in attempting to make my marriage better by pushing and fussing, I was actually making it worse. However, I was not sure whether fasting on the above would make anything better, or just leave our marriage in this blank, neutral sort of place.

I was trying to do it for the right reasons:

And so this will be my fast. Not for my husband's sake. For me and for the Lord. Just like fasting food gives us a chance to exercise self-control, as well as giving us an opportunity all throughout each day to choose to re-focus on feeding ourselves spiritually rather than physically, so this fast will give me an opportunity to grow in the Lord and honor Him. Each time I want to say something negative to my husband, it will be a trigger to me to hand that thing over to the Lord. I need to make a habit of giving the Lord my emotional needs, rather than dumping them all on my husband.

 My fast started over a month ago, and like I said, I've been surprised at what has happened. It's hard to explain succinctly, but I'll try.

1. The first few times I had to bite my tongue were hard. After all, biting your tongue kind of hurts. But a fast of any kind is never easy.

2. I noticed pretty quickly that, when I kept my mouth shut, whatever I was buggered about didn't become bigger than it actually was. We were able to move on and enjoy the evening rather than starting a long discussion that would only go in a bad direction. Hmmm.

3. When I would start feeling negatively, if I put it into a spiritual fasting perspective immediately, I was able to sacrifice my "right" to feel upset and give it over to God as an offering. If I didn't catch it in time, however, though I might be able to not verbally express it, the feeling remained, and I struggled to let it go.

4. Even if the feeling stuck, though it showed in non-verbal ways, just the fact that I chose to keep it myself verbally made an impression on my husband.

5. His gratitude for the above, along with the mere fact that I haven't been negative on purpose, has made him feel particularly pleasantly toward me lately.

God is blessing this fast. Just like a physical fast purifies and in the end benefits, seems this kind does good things too. I hoped it would draw me closer to God and help me develop better habits of not just spitting out how I feel. It has. It has also made my relationship with my husband more fun. We are better friends. He doesn't have to tiptoe around me as much, and I am not always remembering the last thing that disappointed me or waiting for the next thing to upset me.

Interesting...

As weird as it may sound, I've mostly forgotten I'm doing this fast. I only think of it when I get a feeling and want to say something negative, then I have to inwardly talk myself through the process I'm developing. Other than that, I am enjoying the freedom of a relationship without fuss--literally.

As the Bible says in Proverbs 29:11, "A fool uttereth all his mind: but a wise man keepeth it in till afterwards."
Another translation puts it, "A fool vents all his feelings, but a wise man holds them back."

Giving up foolishness shouldn't be a hard thing, but if it's a habit, it is. =) I think I have decided I want to continue this fast even after January 1st arrives and passes. It is a good thing, forcing me to keep my mouth shut when it should stay shut, forcing me to take to God my disappointments rather than unloading them on my husband, and also training me to wait to speak until my harsh feelings subside and I can present my perspective in a calm and appropriate way. 

Down the road I'd like to think through some step-by-step tips on how to do this in an everyday, in-the-moment sense, so keep an eye out for that post ahead!

Till then, we'll see if I make it till New Year's. How about you? What do you think about the fasting fussing idea in the first place? Want to give it a try with me?


Do you see a man hasty in his words? There is more hope for a fool than for him. 
Proverbs 29:29


P.S. After I wrote this post, just this evening something happened and I caught myself speaking in that negative, frustrated tone before I caught myself. I realized it, shut up, and went and sat down and waited. Wouldn't you know it, the thing that I'd reacted to turned out to be him doing something considerate for me rather than the opposite. Good grief.

Chainsaws, Rosebushes, and Other Detriments to Marriage Part 2



            If you've had times you felt like your spouse is hacking away at your words and meanings (or rosebushes!) with a chainsaw, here's Part 2:

 
            So how do we keep from allowing assumptions to cause problems?
1.  Communicate!  Don’t assume your spouse is thinking the same things you’re thinking. Talk about what you are thinking, and ask what he or she is thinking. “What is your opinion on that?” “Where are you coming from?”  “Why do you think that?”   “Can you elaborate, please?”
2.  Either find out, or let go.  If you decide not to ask why, or find out what’s behind the action or reaction, then let it go.  This is my person struggle.  I can tell myself all the good things, then still stew over it for days.  When I do that, we’re not right.   I can mess up days for our marriage, not because of what my husband did or said, but because I can’t let go of what I felt like he meant by it.
3.  Pray, pray, pray.  One of the best ways to not assume the worst is to be daily in prayer for your spouse and your own attitude.
4.  Don’t get used to your spouse.  Don’t assume you know everything there is to know about your husband or wife. Ask questions about childhood, goals and ambitions, dreams.  “What is your happiest memory of childhood, our marriage, our children, etc?” “Who were your heroes?” “Do you have anyone you look up to now?”
            The more we know someone, the less we assume they think and act like we do.    As one husband told me profoundly, “You shouldn’t assume your wife likes to clean the toilet just because she does it.” Amen!

            Trying to avoid the assumption trap is an overwhelming challenge.  But, thanks to Jesus Christ and His salvation, we have all the resources we need to be “more than conquerors” in every area of our lives, including marriage!  Christ gives us all the strength we need to dissolve the assumption upsets in our daily lives.  “God wants us to accept our mates as they are,” one wife says, “a beautiful work of God’s art in the making.” 
            So, learn and ask and pray.  Give yourself, your spouse, and your marriage over to the Lord’s control.  Allow God to change you today, and your spouse tomorrow.  In the
end, you can avoid a chopped up climbing rosebush, a confused husband, and an emotional conflict—and everybody’s happy!

Well, what do you think? Is it possible for people from two genders (two different planets if you ask some people!) to be able to genuinely communicate without the painful barrier of assumptions? Have you had a success story in your marriage of a time when you overcame assumptions? Please share!

P.S. I've made it 2 weeks on my resolution, and I'm learning some pretty amazing things. Will share next week!

P.P.S. Don't forget, my suspense/romance is FREE TODAY on Kindle!!! Just go to amazon.com and look up "Stolen Woman," and please pass the word!