You are every dream I dream. Every love that could possibly be. I keep telling myself there are others free, but none of them are for me. When I said marry me, that is how you could make me happy.. I just meant I want to know you like this, all of my days.. Now, is all we are gauranteed.. so now.. is actually forever.. and I cant believe, you havent chosen to spend it beside me.
Apparently it's been a few months since I've been hung over, because I don't remember the last time I've felt mildly hung over. That said, oatmeal with with apple compote is the best damn hangover food ever.
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"I'm in competition with myself and I'm losing."
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Apparently it's been a few months since I've been hung over, because I don't remember the lat time I've felt mildly hung over. That said, oatmeal with with apple compote is the best damn hangover food ever.
I'll have to remember that. Sounds much healthier than the hangover food I usually want.
What's apple compote?
You hem me in -- behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
I recently attended a 12 step celebrate recovery meeting at a local church. I don't typically talk to people I know irl about the enneagram because frankly I feel like some kind of weird zodiac fanatic when I do. But, its amazing to see the enneagram vividly in people in real life. At this particular recovery meeting the person who told their recovery story was a 4w3 who had struggled her entire life with anorexia. She went into depth and great detail about her desire for control which was the root cause of her eating disorder, her rebellion and defiance, her tendency to lie and make herself appear as though she was a special and interesting person. She spoke about her confession to her church previous to admittance into a in patient treatment facility, the resentment she felt being under public scrutiny about her eating disorder knowing everyone in her church congregation was watching to see how well she did in her recovery by watching her gain weight, the pain it caused her to be away from her children. It was a very moving experience and I feel grateful for being able to see the enneagram in others and for the opportunity to see the healing power of 12 step groups in action. She was also the wife of the group lead and pastor of the church who appears to be a 7w6 who played his acoustic guitar during worship and also shared his story about decent into alcoholism in his early twenties and a suicide attempt during which he found himself staring into a double barrel shot gun while asking god for help and a sign.
I am sharing this here to serve as an inspiration to others. Names are not mentioned and anonymity is preserved.
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this absolutely not validated, but the worse type relationships I've witnessed have been ENFJ and ENFPs dating. I feel like insecure ENFJS, finds security and interest in the ballsy ENFP since some ENFJs look like and act like introverts when nervous. And I feel as if ENFJS, are so vulnerable to this world, in a very unfair manner. The ENFP will feel immense guilt when dating the ENFJ because of the devotion, love and loyalty the ENFJ brings. But, The ENFJs out look is just not meant for a ENFP. My mom is an ENFJ and my dad is an ENFP, and it's just immense effort on both parts. My mom wonders why dad is always anxious and will never shut up about huge concepts and theories, and doesn't understand why he can't find comfort in the Family, and progression of the family. My dad wonders, if my mom really cares about anything, besides petty issues, always feeling guilt by how much effort they put into there marriage, always thinking he's the bad guy...but has intense outbursts towards my mom that wouldn't make you think he was feeling guilty. My mom likes theories, and world issues too but in small doses, she always working on us. While my dad tries to mimic her, but can't really and just beats himself up.
"I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying."