Today at therapy was really hard. I was sitting here crying, and generally being miserable, when I felt a nudge at my knee. I looked down to see that Zeus, my service dog, was doing his job… and brought me a potato.
it is very hard to cry with a gift of potato.
Remember this? I’m having a rough time right now. Zeus has a solution.
That would be an empty pill bottle, the *correct* pill bottle, a bottle of embossing powder, and two, TWO potatoes.
You’re worth at least 2 potato to him and that’s pretty special imo.
I would just like to remind you all that *I don’t own any potatoes* and I have no clue where he’s getting them from.
“Women hear it all the time from men. “You’re overreacting,” we tell them. “Don’t worry about it so much, you’re over-thinking it.” “Don’t be so sensitive.” “Don’t be crazy.” It’s a form of gaslighting — telling women that their feelings are just wrong, that they don’t have the right to feel the way that they do. Minimizing somebody else’s feelings is a way of controlling them. If they no longer trust their own feelings and instincts, they come to rely on someone else to tell them how they’re supposed to feel.”
me immediately after talking about any personal information or emotions: ive revealed too much. i must never speak again, to show no weakness and preserve my identity
1. You can already forecast how this thing is going to end, so you’d rather not even try.
2. “Are they for real? I mean, really actually? Are they actually for real… But just for now? Like, what if they mean what they say now, but change their mind later?”
Can somebody say, trust issues?
3. Your friends don’t understand, because logically they seem perfect for you… But you just can’t commit because your intuition tells you something just isn’t quite right.
So, you dip.
4. You’re not quite sure if you’re in love with the person they are or the person they have the potential to be.
5. You’re kind of interested, but they keep trying to rush you toward commitment.
I need time to process, damn it!
6. You can’t tell if the feelings you have for them are genuinely your own, or if you’re simply mirroring what they’re feeling for you. (Empathy probs.)
7. Nobody can match the depth of your love and the intensity of your passion. So, rather than settle for less than you have to offer, you wait; bide your time and pray like hell that one day you find your freaking unicorn.
Ruffled: I lose my train of thought. My words come out huffy and bumbled. I get a little hot and mad that I’m sounding semi-incoherent. My face may flush.
Frazzled: My desk is messy. Or maybe it’s my car. Or, my closet. Some place in my bedroom. My bed is unmade. I have this nagging feeling that something is undone or unchecked. I’m slightly less patient than normal and slightly sharper with my words. My hair is somewhat out of place. I’m hurrying a little bit more than usual.
Stressed: I’m behind on my chores. Behind on my paperwork. Behind on everything. I’ve got headaches, or back pain. My stress is internalized and it’s manifesting physically. I’m tired. There’s no hiding my shortness of temper now. I’m cross and it shows.
Really Stressed: I’m exhausted. I’m in bed. I’m overtly and overly sensitive. I’m either not talking to you, crying and immobile or I’m tearing you to shreds with my unguarded, obviously angry words. I’m putting off everything I need to do, in denial of the impending due date. In exchange, I’m neat-freak-cleaning at 2 am, organizing shoes and doing all the little things I’ve been putting off for months. I’m in super “DON’T TOUCH THAT” mode. Don’t touch that. Don’t touch me. Don’t look at me. Don’t breathe too loudly. Why are you breathing the same air as I am? Go. A. Way.
My Whole World is Ending: Total internal/external destruction. My guard is down. My hair is down. My altruistic nature has calloused and my heart is seared. My intensity has become my propensity and my once empathetic spirit has ceased to exist. At this point, I honestly couldn’t care less. I’m indulging in every immoral pleasure that this world has to offer, consequences be damned and it makes me sick to my stomach. This INFJ will combust in 5… 4… 3… 2… 💥.
INFJs have a natural ability to be warm and affirming to those around them. They will seek out relationships that tend to be complex in nature however with a strong intensity of emotion. They are forever seeking out deeper connections with the people close to them.
The INFJ is looking for their soul mate. They are perfectionists and are striving to achieve the ultimate on all their relations. Whilst this can be very positive it can also be scare to those that do not feel the same intensity. The INFJ can almost be forceful in their need for perfection.
Looking for the Perfect Match
The INFJ has a habit of moving from partner to partner in order to find their soul mate often never feeling satisfied. This isn’t necessarily that the previous relationships were bad, but they just weren’t perfect. The INFJ will put in a lot of effort into the relationship so that it may eventually start to resemble what the INFJ wants it to be like. If it doesn’t improve than the INFJ will walk away from it.
If the INFJ is lucky and finds what they perceive as their soul mate they will be eternally devoted.
As an introvert, hanging out with people drains me. After being in any kind of a social situation for an extended period of time, I need to go be alone and recharge. This even happens with people I like, friends, family, whoever it is I still am drained by people.
So if I am around someone for a long time and I’m not starting to feel tired, it means that I’ve connected with that person on a deep emotional level. It means that out of everyone I’ve ever met, they’re one of the only ones who actually replenish my energy; they don’t drain it.
That’s rare. And, to be quite honest, it’s also really scary.
That’s because it usually takes so much energy to interact with people, and when it no longer does, it means I’ve found someone truly special.
