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This is a discussion on The (stream of conscious?) venting thread for INTJ. within the INTJ Forum - The Scientists forums, part of the NT's Temperament Forum- The Intellects category; Originally Posted by Danny . . . psychopaths on this forum . . .why are they here? Why are such ...

Not you, my friend. People like you give me hope for the world. You know, there's a reason that intelligence is valued. There is a reason that most INTJs are in the top 2% of the population with respect to intelligence.
There is a reason why "inferior" individuals seek us out: some are smart enough to know we've got something they don't--they're the annoying ones.
There are some that value and recognize what we have to offer and respectfully engage us--they're cool.
Then there are those that are so stupid they don't know it--they are either serious trouble, or really funny, or both.
The worst of these are said "inferior" ones, who's IQs are average to above average, but not genius. Just intelligent enough to be dangerous.
I lost my INTJ lover 4 months ago to isolation. He was more than just a lover; he was my best friend. Everyday goes by and I feel like doubt overcomes the memories. I meet him in my mind to say my hellos but that never seems to be enough. With every breath, I know his memory dies in each exhale. I wish he would come back... and the fear of that uncertainty is all the tragedy I ever want to handle. I don't know what happens now, but it's time to let go and just live on. At least I can now admit to myself that I fear losing the dearest person who was ever in my life ...
They say when you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back into you. I'm already in it... smashing down the layers so I can rebuild the foundation. These feelings are the only thing holding me back...
Last edited by bionic; 03-03-2011 at 09:49 PM.
I wouldn't call it necessarily attention whoring, just another mask to protect us in some way.
So some dude had the stones to sit down next to me and demand I start a conversation, as he was weary of always having to be the one to break the silence. (Imagine that.) I was, evidently, the fourteenth such solitary female whose space he decided to occupy, and the most successful conversation, to our mutual surprise.
On an entirely unrelated note, I've grown half an inch... at 21. wtf.![]()

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