This is kind of a jumbled mess of an introduction written in slightly story form or something
I've felt different for a long time. Not special different, not wanting attention different, just like something was off. It's caused me self doubt and depression. Putting me on Zoloft which has helped a lot. It's easy to feel what others are feeling. It's easy to act like someone I may not necessarily be depending on the situation. My personality changes dramatically depending on the person I'm with. It's almost uncanny but I can't help it.
Imagine growing up as a sensitive boy in a society that tells you nobody wants "wimps". You gotta be outgoing and never shy. 'Not necessarily complaining, in fact I believe hardships are beneficial if you make it out alive. But man, it's been a rocky ride.
Eventually I took some MB tests and apparently I was the rarest one, an INFJ. It made me second guess myself; I don't want to be seen as someone who thinks they're special or better, though these descriptions of the type relate to me far too well. I feel as if I understand situations and others emotions better than they do, but I wouldn't dare tell them unless we've established a close friendship. Lack of interests with a scheduled mind is definitely a factor in my past depression and recent stoops. Combine that with an inability to feel understood and you've got the INFJ's despair. 90% of the people I meet, while friendly and welcome, usually feel like a different species. Heck often times I still feel completely alone with one of my three best friends.
Hi, I'm an INFJ from the east coast of the United States. Despite my... solemn intro? I'm actually quite the lighthearted type, as you can probably tell by my profile picture. I look forward to posting here and maybe feeling some type of belonging for once.