#infjedness

My sister has forever been the stronger one between us. She's the one I went to when I small and crying from nightmares. She would let me sleep next to her and when I would explain my bad dream, she would spin it into a hilarious story to make me laugh

If I was being pushed around by a playground bully, she would never stand for it and tower over them as Big Sister™. She's extremely protective and DoES nOt StAND for anyone being mean to me

I've noticed that from a really young age that I have had some pretty insane nightmares. I don't know how I thought up these ideas but I'll share one of the ones that stands out.

So everything on earth is normal except that the moon is alive and is murderous. It can "see" and sense if people are alive. I remember being on a school bus in the middle of the night. Everyone on the bus is dead except me and the driver. I'm only alive because I'm playing dead. In my house, various relatives are strewn about on the ground and only a few of us are left trying to kill the evil moon.

"My good opinion once lost, is lost forever"

Arright. So I've got a sister. And she's about as amazing as they come. Wait no, she's better. Whenever I read descriptions about INTJs though, I feel like they don't encompass quite everything. But I mean can anything really describe the entirety of a person?

What I mean to say is that despite the reputation of being cool, collected and sharp as a whip, they can have such a soft side that's completely unexpected.

Recently I’ve come to realize that sometimes people talking to themselves make them seem a little bit crazy to other people.

I did not know this.

I’m a regular at talking to myself and inanimate objects when I’m alone.

Yknow stuff like “stop it, you!” to something that keeps falling or just making up and enacting random scenarios for fun

…and I realize that I do this while staring into nothing, completely absorbed and concentrated in my scenario.

Ladies and gentlemen, I now pose a very important question that makes me doubt the very meaning of my existence.

So when I have different levels of comfort with different people, I become an awkward hybrid of everything. Example: With best friend being Goofball (super comfortable) when BAM a cynical friend appears and Witty-Me makes an appearance and WHABOOM an aquaintance shows up and here comes Polite-Me and POW KNOCKOUT a stranger you’ve never met before joins the group

I have a habit of mentally reprimanding myself if I have a “bad thought” Example: *makes a mental judgement about someone* NO. BAD. *mental smack*

Me: I tend to everything slowly and at my own pace, whether it be eating or tidying. If there’s no reason for me to hurry, I won’t. I don’t really think of it as wasting time because even if I’m working, I’m enjoying myself. I could be dancing around while putting away dishes or daydreaming while I’m folding laundry. I think it’s because I want to enjoy myself in the moment, in every moment I can.