Musings of a Type 4 INFP


I’m in constant change, and people don’t like that, but it’s written on my Myers Briggs profile, on my birth chart, and on my enneagram type. It’s part of who I am. I’m all into one as in Meredith’s song and I don’t know how to only show the good people pleasing side anymore as I was conditioned to in my childhood. Some people can be Mother Teresa on a daily basis, and that’s awesome, but I can only be it half of the time because I’m more of an Alanis Morissette. I have good and bad days, sometimes I can nurture and entertain people, while other times I need my own time and space. Some days I’m over the moon, other days I poop my pants, I cry and I don’t know what to do with my life. Some days I just want to be taken care of and not be the carer, which I had to be for a third of my life to survive.