Life As An INFP-Part I

I always knew I was different. From a very young age I felt deeply, I noticed beauty in a person, a flower, a hug. I was tentative with my relationships while I waited…I watched …I observed. I took it all in and was extremely reflective, while taking in the big picture of every situation. IfContinue reading “Life As An INFP-Part I”

My Life As An Introvert

My earliest memory: I was about two and a half years old outside of our garden apartment complex in Great Neck clutching my adored teddy bear, while sitting on the wooden bench with my twenty-five year old mother. I stared at a little girl several feet away playing by herself, her mother speaking loudly toContinue reading “My Life As An Introvert”