personal favorites of an infj

3/3

This story is a perfect depiction of loneliness and hopelessness, where hope feels just out of reach and joy is always shadowed by quiet dread—yet there’s something strangely comforting in that shared solitude.

2/3

This story made me feel like the “bad child” in my own family—caught between wanting to forgive my parent and longing for them to truly understand where I’m coming from. It captures that painful push and pull of love and resentment and regrets.

2/3

Some who claim to be depressed still don’t grasp what true depression really feels like. They should read this—because it strips away misconceptions and reveals the raw, unfiltered reality of living with that heavy, silent weight. They're not adamant, they need help.