I typically write novels for my introduction. Not going to do that... too sleepy!
I'm an INFP... thought I was a J (I'm very organized and can't stand things being out of order in my house... constantly cleaning!), but upon really studying the types and how they work, I had that "ah ha!" moment where I realized myself as an INFP.
I'm female, 30, live in the USA, Indiana. Talented at everything artsy and I have a decent-sized ego. I have a son. His name is Zoey, I call him Tutters or Tutterbutt. He's a mackeral tabby and is 6. Best cat ever. He has a hard time being away from me and follows me everywhere... even around the neighborhood if he escaped the confines of his 3,000 sq ft "cage." He sleeps on my chest or head and immediately sits on me and purrs when I am stressed or upset. He's well-trained and knows many commands... and yes, you can train cats rather easily!
I'm a natural caretaker and am pursuing a job in home healthcare until I can start college to get my degree as a veterinary technician. I'm changing my path from becoming a librarian (I have a thirst for knowledge and reading and helping others find information) to animal care and I want to specialize in cats and cat behavior. I've been a foster/rescuer of animals since I was a teenager and am active in animal welfare. Animal welfare is a huge part of what identifies me. I look forward to caring for my own cat colony again. I really enjoyed TNR (trap-and-release) work.
I've been a caretaker all my life. I cared for my bedridden mother since I was a little girl, father when I was a teenager through the age of 28 due to a combination of him having a nervous breakdown and alcoholism, and cared for my grandmother for two years when she broke both hips. I love helping anyone and I have an issue with putting too much responsibility on myself. In fact, I snapped in July and was hospitalized in a mental hospital because I had a nervous breakdown (I also suffer from bipolar/chronic depression/anxiety). I'm trying to work on it. I'll [literally?] kill myself by caring for those I am most loyal to and sacrifice is easy for me. For strangers, I'll give the shirt off my back, but at least with them I have a limit. I'm seeking therapy for this, actually. I need to stop and learn to care for myself. My life has been put on hold for too long. I don't care about caring for ME because I've always been caring for everyone else.
Otherwise, I'm a writer and artist. I truly identify myself as a writer and currently have a plethora of novels in the works. I've received great praise from my editor about my writing abilities ("a beautiful experience...") and those who have browsed my drafts. I don't have anything published... yet. I also draw and paint. I'm into cartoons and illustrations, but I also love to paint dark/macabre and surrealistic paintings with chalk pastel. I'm usually doing something creative during the day. Right now, I'm making a mascot costume head of a dog!
I am the close confidant of my girlfriend, Lin. I love her with all my heart and soul and see her as my other half. She is my truth. She is my guide. She is my sin. She is my love. I will always be there to guide her throughout life. She is an INFJ and absolutely blows my mind. She is amazing. We have a peculiar relationship. I am asexual (no sexual attraction to men or women) and she is demisexual (attraction via the emotional connection). We fit well together and we help each other grow into better people.
That's it for now. See you in the forums... maybe. I tend to procrastinate regarding forums. I'm really here just for research when I'm working on character development. In fact, that's how I got into the MBTI in the first place.