GracieRuth
Permanent Fixture
- MBTI
- INFJ
- Enneagram
- 7
I'm wondering if the idealistic nature of our temperament sets us us for a harder fall when we age and find we didn't save the world the way we aspired to as young people. My brother-in-law is INFP, and had great ideas of being a real leader -- now in his sixties he is seriously depressed that he didn't turn out to be what he wanted to be.
Sometimes I feel like my brother-in-law, since my career is pretty much toast. But I think I'm a little buffered from it since as a woman I look at myself primarily through my relationships rather than my career, and I have wonderful family and friends, even my first grandbaby.
And then OTHER days I feel quite different, almost like the calm before the storm, get ready for round two. I've spent my whole life gathering and gathering and gathering... Gathering facts. Gathering relationships. Gathering stories. Gathering assundry skills. And they are all perculating inside me. Sometimes I think that I'm almost ... this is really hard to put into words. but it's like the cake has been baking, and is almost ready to take out and eat. I think sometimes I'm in a cacoon, and it seems like I'm dead and life is over, but really a beautiful transformation is taking place, and I'm just about ready to come out. But I'm scared too. Is this all just wishful thinking?
I'd like to know how some of you other older NF's are fairing, and what your thoughts are now.
Sometimes I feel like my brother-in-law, since my career is pretty much toast. But I think I'm a little buffered from it since as a woman I look at myself primarily through my relationships rather than my career, and I have wonderful family and friends, even my first grandbaby.
And then OTHER days I feel quite different, almost like the calm before the storm, get ready for round two. I've spent my whole life gathering and gathering and gathering... Gathering facts. Gathering relationships. Gathering stories. Gathering assundry skills. And they are all perculating inside me. Sometimes I think that I'm almost ... this is really hard to put into words. but it's like the cake has been baking, and is almost ready to take out and eat. I think sometimes I'm in a cacoon, and it seems like I'm dead and life is over, but really a beautiful transformation is taking place, and I'm just about ready to come out. But I'm scared too. Is this all just wishful thinking?
I'd like to know how some of you other older NF's are fairing, and what your thoughts are now.