There I am. An INFP to the max.
In case you’re new to reading here, there’s something you need to know about me. It’s all important, because it’s fairly defining.
In many ways my faith provides both the security I need to accept myself and the kick I need to move beyond myself.
The last letter in my Meyer’s-Briggs’ is a P . . . I pile things. J’s file; P’s pile. I excel in my pile-it-ing skills.