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today on the crazy meter

readers of this blog may remember that a little while back, i posted results from a number of tests i took on line about mental disorders and my own likelihood of being any of a number of flavours of mentally interesting.

this morning, i arose bright and early, or at least early, and thought it would be funny to re-take one of them- pretty much the most detailed one- to see if my results came out any different. again, i answered each question as honestly as i could based on how i feel right now.

here's what my result was:

DisorderRating
Paranoid:Very High
Schizoid:High
Schizotypal:Very High
Antisocial:High
Borderline:Very High
Histrionic:High
Narcissistic:High
Avoidant:Moderate
Dependent:Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:High

-- Personality Disorder Test --
-- Personality Disorder Information --



i've learned that, yes, it is possible to score as "low" on one of the categories. i have apparently become less dependent and histrionic, while my schizoid and schizotypal tendencies have gone up. i would note also that i have become less moderate overall. ironically, there is one really obvious mental disorder that is missing from the list...

those interested in some well-written and actually useful material on having the crazies are highly encouraged to check out jerod poore's crazy meds site. you can also check out the man's thoughts on his blog. or you can just take online quizzes and let the internet tell you how dangerous you are...

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