I don't think that there is any doubt that I can be a pretty stubborn person. This manifests itself in a variety of ways, some good, others bad. It makes me perseverant, which is usually (but not always) a good thing. I am fairly resistant to change, which is a rough one, because I have faced a whole lot of change over the past year, and I am sure there is a lot more coming. I can be pretty rigid, but I think I am growing a lot in that regard. I like to do things a certain way, and while I have my reasons, that doesn't mean it is the only option available.
My brother is similar, in that neither of us ever gives up. That was a pretty big problem when we were younger, since conflicts would never really get resolved. His reaction to conflict would frequently be physical. While I was older, he was bigger and probably stronger, but I had much more experience, courtesy of years of violent recesses at St. Joseph 's school. So the usual pattern was that if he started to get violent, I would pin or restrain him in some way within a couple of minutes. I was usually cool and deliberate, while he was out of control, both emotionally and physically. But he would continue to struggle and fight, regardless of whether I had the upper hand by a little bit, or a lot, usually until my parents appeared to deal with us. That could take anywhere from a minute to over an hour, depending on the situation, but he would never just give up. Now admittedly I am the same way. I can only remember him besting me once in that way, but the idea of giving up never even crossed my mind, even though we were rolling around in the gravel. As I recall, my Dad showed up within five or ten minutes, which ended that, otherwise we would probably still be there.
You'd almost feel sorry for my parents having to deal with us all of the time, until you stepped back to examine how we became that stubborn. It is pretty obvious to me how I got that way, having two parents that exhibit different aspects of that trait, and I definitely have a combination of both. That was been brought to light recently in a number of conflicts between us that are relatively minor, but none of us are willing to compromise. (I am of course right, but that basically is the definition of being stubborn, isn't it?;)
This lack of willingness to compromise creates an interesting dynamic when it comes to conflicts of principles and beliefs. Once again, I am convinced intellectually that this can be both good and bad, depending on the situation, but I realize that will always appear to be good from my perspective. So I try to be conscious of that predisposition when conflicts arise, but even then it challenging to compensate for that. The big question is: “How much does God want us to compromise?” and there is a lot of potential debate around that answer.