The Price of Admission: From an INFJ
The INFJ Door Slam is a Thing I am big on the "always forward, never back" way of life. I am a master at the INFJ door slam. Once you have exited my Universe, it's as if you were never in it. Sure, you could say that's cold. You could even say heartless, ruthless, unfeeling, unyielding or...you could go so far as to label it dramatic. Say what you will, but I have been burned too many times by too many people to be able to know how to survive any other way. And, as the other highly rare make-up-only-ten-percent-of-the-population INFJ's can attest, the INFJ door slam is common amongst those with our ultra-rare personality type.
I Stay For My Kids
One of the biggest and most damaging lies I ever told myself was that I was staying with my children's biological father for their sake. I could twist that bullshit justification on its ear I was so good at it. And I think it’s time we talk about it.
Confessions of a Horrible Daughter
Dear Mom, It has been years since I have spoken to you. My last in person memory of you was shortly after my final suicide attempt and involuntary hospital hold, walking in with my then husband from my hospital stay hearing you on the phone with my first husband, agreeing with him that I was the problem, that I was the sociopath.