Oct 10, 2019
INFP, after a class filled with political debates: Man. I was really hoping to get to lunch before getting ticked off today. Guess I was wrong.
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INFP, after a class filled with political debates: Man. I was really hoping to get to lunch before getting ticked off today. Guess I was wrong.
The Endless Struggle
me: Open yourself up to the world! To be vulnerable is to be free! Strength lies in baring your soul to emotion! Be bravely vulnera- aaaand I got hurt. Great. Never gonna be vulnerable again. I’m shutting myself off, no one will ever get to me again, no sirree, I’m putting up my wall forever, goodbye foolish hope...
me 5 minutes later: I’ve decided to give the world a 1,898,235,072nd chance! Open yourself up to the worl- shit it happened again.
me @ me: do you see what I mean???
me: ...
me: one more chance
Recently, things have been going pretty well for me. It was my birthday last week. I've gotten a job offer for a new position that has better pay, benefits, and opportunity for advancement. I'm getting over someone that I loved, and moving on. I've been stepping out of my shell. I went on a couple dates last week-- nothing became of them, but still. I’m taking steps forward. I'm looking for a new apartment. I started volunteering at the local animal shelter. By all accounts, I feel that I should be happy. I'm recovering from a negative season of my life and trying to replace it with a positive one: financially, emotionally, relationally. And yet, I have this fear bubbling inside of me that I'll just be trapped. That getting this job won't be a stepping stone to bigger and better things. That I'll never make any impact on this world. That I'll never make a difference. I’ll never be significant. Like Fi is just screaming at me, "This isn't enough, not yet. You can't stop now. You have to make a difference." I’m excited to be escaping a chapter of my life that felt suffocating and unfulfilling-- but I’m afraid this next one will be more of the same. Sorry for the moody post. Here’s a haiku about potatoes to compensate: Russet, Sweet Russet The king of the potatoes Enthroned on my plate
Watching Gotham
INFJ: who's your fave character?
INFP: everyone is so dark and misunderstood
INFP: it's too hard to choose
Fi Problems
INFP: Like when I have a friend who says "I'm an INFP," my inner reaction is no that's mine you don't get me I'm special *cries*. And out loud I'm all ooooo yay twinsies.
INFJ: Lol two thoughts
INFJ: Fi Fi Fi
INFP: Is the other one Ne Ne Ne?
Even though English is my first language, I technically grew up learning more French than English so I have really bad English skills.
Enfp confessions #5
The thought of leaving something unsaid is so much more horrific than expressing yourself and feeling embarrassed. You feel, get over it. ❤
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