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Temperament: I am Phlegmatic

     My name is Phlegmatic. I'm a submissive introvert who lives to please others. I never think or act like I'm I'm better than others. I love peace so I try to avoid conflicts at all costs. I am well behaved and strictly adhere to laid down rules and regulation. I put others first and I can sacrifice my happiness for that of others. I find it difficult to say no and end up doing things I don't like just to make others happy.
     I am very empathetic, trustworthy too. I blame myself even for others' mistakes just to make others feel better. I'm more supportive than critical and I seldom use offensive words. I like others making decisions for me because I'm very indecisive. I'm a natural follower and I'm good at it as I do not see myself leading. I'd rather do nothing than do the wrong thing. My pain is easily changed by others. I am introverted and enjoy time alone, I don't judge others and also do not strive for perfection.

    I enjoy spending time with my friends and I stick with them no matter the cost because I put others first and I don't like being left. I hardly snap and when I do, it's after a long period of tolerance (might just cry instead). I'm calm, I live a calm life and I hate leaving my comfort zone. I'm very quiet and barely share my thoughts with others because I don't want to be judged or bother people with my issues. I'm an excellent listener and I take in the conversations of my friends.

     I always pay attention and would give only supportive responses. I'm a very nice person and I'm usually taken for granted as a result. I hardly express my emotions externally, just internally. I depend on others instructing me on what to do, that's how I'm motivated. I may not stand out in a group but without me, nothing would work because I do most of the work. I am me because I am Phlegmatic.


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