ENFJ is a combination of four letters that generally doesn’t mean a whole lot to most people but to people who identify with them, it means a lot.
I was given a gift today. I was directed to a (savage) Twitter thread, wherein women – readers and writers, alike – were given the assignment of describing themselves as if they were a character in a story, written by a man.
“I’m looking for someone with whom I can share love and a love of adventures. I’m looking for someone with whom I can share a home and quiet times in it. I’m looking for someone who supports my dreams, calls me out when I’m acting like an idiot, and expects me to do the same for him.”