INFJ2

INFJ2

You may demanded the truth. You wanted no less than my honesty. I warned you before I spoke a word that the truth might hurt, may even burn, but you insisted always, anyways. Now, as I have laid the truth before you, you call it bullshit. It is so hard to see what is real that it was easier to believe the lies than to witness the truth.

Dear Introverts,

Be confident in your quiet. You might change the world.

YOU SAID IT..

The very thing that seems so often to be the biggest curse in my life is actually my greatest gift and the most wonderful blessing my Creator could give me, what is it? I’m INFJ. It hurts so deeply to be me, and yet I get to help others in ways they never imagined. Accepting them as they are instead of demanding that they change if they want to embraced as “important.” I live in the middle, never knowing which side will dominate the day, my mind with its undeniable logic, or my emotions with their ability to endlessly bodyslam me like a wrestler, even as they embrace someone else and bring them peace.

YES..

A single INFJ standing alone in life is a person at war within himself. Tired. Weary. One who is constantly being torn in two by the heart and the mind. An INFJ’s very existence calls him to make sense of everything (overthink much?) and to love without measure (oh if only the users wore little cat bells around necks!). It is nearly impossible to reconcile the mind and heart. So INFJ’s ride all the waves in life. Will we surf? Will we swim? Will we be knocked off our feet by a wave we never see coming? Will we choke in the undercurrent? Will a shark eat us whole? In a word: YES!

I Like being alone because I like all the same things I like..

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