WoodsWoman
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You take the girls, I'll take the guys!


You take the girls, I'll take the guys!
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Incorrect. Letterman is an extremely private near-recluse when away from work; despite being an ultra-famous NYC & CT resident for 25+ years he has no public profile whatsoever in real life.Letterman's an entj.
Pain reminds us we are alive! Endings are hard yet consider looking at the experience under the totality of the circumstances, the big picture. Similar to how we notice a vacation for all of fun stuff we did during it and not simply the plane flight home.
INTJs and INTPs love when we are allowed to escape from ourselves and feel the gushing warmth of sentimentalism and romance (it is a rare opportunity and not for the NT to miss). However, this role eventually wears thin more often for us than others (although the F doms may sense it in us before we do) and the requiem mass must be performed.
Open yourself only to have allowed yourself to embrace during the experience but allow yourself to embrace the whole of it, good/bad and pleasure/pain. The biting sensational bittersweet awakening of being alive. Like long distant skiing/snowboarding and then being allowed to return to the warm cabin of you natural tendencies, as if returning home and comfort to pick up or memoirs, sit down in the armchair by your inner fireplace and add another chapter.
Am I the only one that thinks all of that kind of stuff sounds kind of cheesy? I hear people talk this way all the time, and it never makes any impression on me.
Really I suspect he and you would not have worked out long term and he noticed this, felt this. Maybe other reasons, regardless subjective reasons are usually essential irrelevant in these situations. It is what it is.
Pain reminds us we are alive! Endings are hard yet consider looking at the experience under the totality of the circumstances, the big picture. Similar to how we notice a vacation for all of fun stuff we did during it and not simply the plane flight home.
INTJs and INTPs love when we are allowed to escape from ourselves and feel the gushing warmth of sentimentalism and romance (it is a rare opportunity and not for the NT to miss). However, this role eventually wears thin more often for us than others (although the F doms may sense it in us before we do) and the requiem mass must be performed.
Open yourself only to have allowed yourself to embrace during the experience but allow yourself to embrace the whole of it, good/bad and pleasure/pain. The biting sensational bittersweet awakening of being alive. Like long distant skiing/snowboarding and then being allowed to return to the warm cabin of you natural tendencies, as if returning home and comfort to pick up or memoirs, sit down in the armchair by your inner fireplace and add another chapter.
One of the things that helped bond me to an INTJ friend was her realization that my caring and concern for her was rock-solid, totally consistent--and not manipulative. Loss of control can be very disorienting to INTJs--if they can intuit that exposure will not lead to exploitation of vulnerability...real trust and appreciation may follow...I don't necessarily agree with the idea that I LOVE being able to escape into sentimentalism...if anything, I'm glad I've escaped FROM sentimentalism. My head spun, my world rocked, and my ooey-gooey demeanor makes me a little ill now. BUT, I am glad to have had the experience. And the cabin metaphor is perfect, being as that I am in my cabin now, and merrily doing all the stuff that I want to with no bloody desire whatsoever to go to all the parties and outings tonight.
One of the things that helped bond me to an INTJ friend was her realization that my caring and concern for her was rock-solid, totally consistent--and not manipulative. Loss of control can be very disorienting to INTJs--if they can intuit that exposure will not lead to exploitation of vulnerability...real trust and appreciation may follow...
Ooooo...I love it when you chase me with a hatchet...
See me run...
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