OMG, I just cannot get on with my ISTJ mum!

I hate them too.

 

Yeah I hear you, my dad is an ISTJ. I recognise this so much. I often experience the same kind of situations until the extent I just stop talking to him, because I couldn't possibly know what to say that doesn't sound awfully wrong to him, making me upset in turn. It's not about disliking, it's just about functioning in totally different ways, which makes understanding each other well.. almost impossible.

Sometimes it's good to get it off your chest. That's what we're here for

 

Ahhhhhhhh... ISTJs!!! Basically the only type of person I really, really get frustrated with. Urrrgh. I can deal with everybody elses flaws but there is something about an ISTJ that just provokes me and makes time spent with them very tiring because I'm constantly trying to keep my mouth shut and avoid unwanted senarios.

 

(Robert Heinlein)

That's the way I think about communicating with my mother. Not nice of me maybe, but I think in such situations, the best thing to do is minimise all contact and get on with enjoying your life.

 

I have never met an ISTJ, only ISTP. I suppose the best thing you can do to stop you both getting agitated is to stay out of eachother's way and give eachother space. I'm not saying ignore her! But if you just use general politeness it should just relieve some tension between you.

I know this is a frustrating situation, and most of us here have had similar experiences, so i'm sure others will give you some better advice than me. Either way, we're here to make you feel better

 

My husband is an ISTJ (according to me anyway.) We get along great. It sounds like your mother is a lot more negative than my husband. I get great ideas about things, and he tries to figure out how I'm going to make them work, but not in a negative way, although I do kid him, "Why are you always so negative?" And he says, "I'm just being practical." He never puts down my ideas or dramatizes things. He is just logical and rational. He is a very hard worker, and very reliable. If I ask him to do something, I know he'll do it.

I hate that I have to ask him though. Why can't he just see that something needs to be done and do it? I've gotten used to it over the years.

It takes him forever to make decisions about the simplest of things - which tie to buy for example. That makes me crazy, but I ignore it.

All in all, I wouldn't trade him.

 

I think my mom is an ST also, but I got to admit, sometimes she says the most funniest things at the right time Still, though, sometimes she does get on my nerves but I love her.

 

You forgot an "it" in your topic title

 

I certainly hope not.



I don't think I've gotten to know any ISTJs. I know one girl who typed as ISTJ on the test, but I'm almost positive she is actually ISTP.

 

no she doesn't

 

You sound like an ass. Knock it off.

For some us dealing with our parents is rather frustrating sometimes especially when we have a clash of type.

I know from experience having an ESFJ mom and a ISXX father. So ya some us have to deal with conflict do to differences.

 

My mom is istj and she drives me insane as well. I love her but I don't "like" her all too much. I feel bad for this, but I can't help but be aggrivated by nearly everything she does.

Offenses:

1. love stares---creeeepy
2. Scolding about little things like split juice or burnt popcorn
3. Everything must be done NOW.


uberrogo is an istj. Of course he takes the mother's perspective, and I can't entirely hold that against him. Ranting doesn't make you spoiled. Poor choice of words.

 

You are 23? I'm much younger...and I was sincerely hoping it would get better

 

Oh Rogo, they don't know you like I do...

ISTJs amuse the hell out of me. Now. One of my best friends is ISTJ and I believe my mother types ISTJ, too. I am sure my mom is an ISTJ because she says things to me like this: "I just cannot stand those people who don't understand common social rules." Then she gets outraged and swears as she swerves around a spandex clad woman on a bike whilst yelling out the window, "Move your fat ass!"

Personally, I think it's hilarious. Then again, I don't have to live with her anymore. As a kid, she did everything in her power to lovingly crush my sentimental whimsical worldview. Wasn't good times being an angsty teenager morbidly depressed because I knew at 18 she was going to throw me to the wolves of beauracracy and bills and soul-killing labor, and she mocked me for it.

I feel your pain. At the same time, she's the only person in my life who I have absolutely no doubt will be there no matter what I do. Fiercely loyal, just like my ISTJ friend, I've noticed.

And another thing I love is that when I'm in my wild flights and fits of fancy, they knock me down hard to reality and challenge me to implement my idealistic rants and complaints into action. They are like loyal sarcastic drill seargants.

 

What-ev!