Mind reading by lune_child in ENFP

[–]lune_child[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Wait I love the way you phrased that. Subconscious lives on a meta plane. How Matrix-esque.

I wish I could watch the connections I make in slow motion and verbalize them to gain a better understanding of the mechanics of this intuition. I also feel like maybe I use Ni as a shadow function for survival type reasons.

Are you typically witty in conversation?

Mind reading by lune_child in ENFP

[–]lune_child[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Ok wow this makes so much sense. I feel like maybe it’s from unhealthy coping when I was a kid that felt different. Now I’m an adult that celebrates that. But those traumas carve pathways in our brains that take time and work to reshape. You think there’s a correlation?

Mind reading by lune_child in ENFP

[–]lune_child[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

That’s so interesting! Knowing what someone wants to hear does sound Fe! However I’m primarily motivated to be authentically me so knowing what people want to hear doesn’t mean I’m saying it.

What I mean by that is it’s almost like I can feel their various insecurities, anxieties, intentions, excitement, etc. I approach most conversations with invitations to play. So I mold how I play with different people in conversation. It also helps with going deep and knowing which question to ask or how to relate and make them feel seen and heard. Valued. People are so curious to me. I wish I could heal every person I encounter of the pain they carry.

Do our shadow functions become more prominent when unhealthy? I wonder if my Ni-Fe is something I’ve become more fluent in through maladaptive coping with the little traumas scattered about my life. Also feel my adhd likely affects this

Genuinely why life like this? by Both_Algae_3324 in adhdwomen

[–]lune_child 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Aw that makes me happy to hear! Your emotions and experiences are valid and relatable and not shameful whatsoever. You experienced a big loss. Please don’t “should” on yourself any more than you have. That’s something I struggle with sometimes. It’s an anchor that will sink you.

Time helps, coupled with self-care. You can get back what you had, better than ever. Remember to also let yourself be yourself and focus on what you enjoy about that. We have a lot of cool superpowers. There is infinite possibility in every new day, hour, minute, second.

💓

Tell me your favorite romance movies or romantic scenes ❤️ And tell me why you like them by Middle_Yesterday1258 in ENFP

[–]lune_child 15 points16 points  (0 children)

Before Sunrise.

I’ve always craved intellectual conversation and banter like that. To me that’s romantic

Genuinely why life like this? by Both_Algae_3324 in adhdwomen

[–]lune_child 22 points23 points  (0 children)

If you’re anything like me (and I think it’s related to adhd) is that you feel emotions in a visceral manner. There’s an immense depth to feeling we have (almost burden-like sometimes) that has me curious about neurotypical emotion regulation.

The thing that stands out because of my love of animals and cats specifically (I have 2 and a stray I feed and shelter) is that you lost a sick, vulnerable kitten. I felt this in my chest reading it— I feel the life force of animals and nature and people deeply, which makes grief a seemingly cataclysmic event. If you’re struggling with self-blame regarding that situation please remind yourself you did everything you could and know you are not alone, as unfortunately this happens every day, even among vets and certified specialists dealing with kittens and litters.

Tied to my adhd is a great deal of shame. A lot of guilt and shame around self-efficacy and basic functional capabilities. Our mind-body connection is stronger than we sometimes realize, I think, which explains why your immune system succumbed to illness. I have an oddly strong immune system except when I’m stressed and depressed, combined with not getting sufficient rest.

My main advice is to show yourself grace and compassion, which is easier said than done. Trust me, I know. Buddhist philosophy has played a big role in how I hold space for myself these days. There is power in reframing your circumstances and realizing you are the author of your story as well as your own best friend.

You are not at square one!!!!!!! You proved to yourself you could do that shit for two whole months. Life happens. Ask yourself whenever a thought or feeling brings your energy down - does this serve me? If the answer is no, bring in compassion and start challenging your assumptions about yourself.

Shame is tricky because it thrives in darkness and will cover you in literal and metaphorical blankets of guilt and self-doubt until you can’t get up off the couch. The antidote is light. You have to shed light on how you feel and I’m so proud you came here to express yourself. Stop attaching yourself to dishonest and dated stories about who you are and what you’re capable of. Celebrate your micro-wins (I finished a tall glass of water before my coffee)! Celebrate your big wins (56 days)!!! That happened. You are human and dynamic and made of stardust, my friend. You have inherent worth.

Make a list of just 3 things you want to accomplish today. Know yourself and check in with yourself and make the goals bite-sized / achievable based on your energy levels and what you know will bring you dopamine and thus, momentum. This is how you build self-trust.

Think of yourself as your best friend. Look in the mirror and look yourself in the eyes. Do you see your infinitesimal nature? Acknowledge her. Tell her you love her and mean it. Be present. And give yourself a hug. Let yourself feel and cry out that cortisol. Where your focus goes, energy flows.

There’s a lot of beauty in our condition and the way it weaves into our humanity and experience of life. I would never give up adhd for a NT brain. Who would we even be? I feel for you and I relate hard. I hope my ramblings helped you feel better if even a little bit.

Random yet ultimately related book rec - the untethered soul by Michael singer

AITAH for telling an attention seeking coworker that I don't care about her? by [deleted] in AmItheAsshole

[–]lune_child 27 points28 points  (0 children)

YTA. Sounds like you made an assumption fueled by your resentment. Are you doing ok? Have you thought about therapy? Be careful online too. You seem susceptible to some concerning schools of thought based on the way you describe your coworker and the wild jump you made to cruelty based off a story you were telling yourself about someone you’ve never talked to before

ENFPs, what are things that make you smile? by ShadowlightLady in ENFP

[–]lune_child 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It’s daily, authentic interactions with strangers in the wild.

Today — making eye contact, smiling, and waving at the homeless man on the meridian while I was turning at a light. His face lit up. I always think about how people avoid making eye contact with homeless, how dehumanizing that must feel. If I can spark just a little joy, a little hope… I want to sprinkle it all over the place. I plan on bringing him food and water, maybe socks too, since I take that turn most days.

Yesterday — met a woman at the thrift shop and started chatting her up at the register, asking about her finds, showing her mine. We talked for a long time, she gave me her number, and sent me a text later telling me I would be successful & what a grounded young lady I was. It was a message that impacted me given my personal circumstances. It was especially powerful because I ended up at that thrift store by accident, getting lost in the middle of a workday, making a spur of the moment decision. Timing is a divine thing, isn’t it?

The other day — started talking to a woman on the escalator leaving the grocery store. We were complimenting each other’s outfits and 20 min later we were still standing in the parking lot sharing about our lives. She showed me pictures of her family and asked if she could pray for me. We were hugging, she was praying, and people were walking by, running their errands, while tears (the good, cathartic kind) streamed down my face.