That entire dating fiasco was Epic. Fail.
I cannot tell you how deeply and almost viscerally it bothered me when she said that 'I don't tell everyone everything/Some things I don't tell anyone' etc. etc. etc.
Right there I should have called it. Time of death: when reality hit.
That points to one of the reasons I cut off all contact with her. At the end of the day, she made it impossible to build any kind of functional relationship with her, to know her, to have her know me.
I think at the level of true self and intimacy she was comfortable with we could have functioned as the surly cashier at Dunkin' Donuts and a quiet semi-regular customer.
Anywhoo, in our hobbled together Fi fiasco, everyday someone was getting hurt or angry or both (usually me), and we could NOT communicate. She was so incredibly hypersensitive she would literally jump in when I was in the middle of telling her something and she would read it as a personal attack and say, "Well that's YOUR fault because etc. etc." FAIL.
Fi (some unhealthy) squared! What a doozy that was. So intense, so draining. I think she was used to people walking all over her and taking from her emotionally, but as another Fi dom and a "giver" (oh I freaking hate that term) she ended up sucking the life out of me.
Troubled Fi needs, and needs, and needs like nobody's business and it will never be satisfied.
BTW, people, if your Fi is THAT hypersensitive about protecting your "core self" you can't be real with others, you should NOT be in a relationship or dating anyone else. It will not work.