It's like my mind is in auto-reject mode. That feeling of when you feel like your principle has been violated and you get irrational? Imagine that feeling 24/7.
http://www.intp.org/intprofile.html
"If an INTP is pushed into doing something he will automatically resist." This makes sense...
I have been coping by detaching myself. To the point that I'm not here in the present. The only time I reattach myself is when I am on the phone with my girlfriend (LDR) which surprisingly has helped our relationship. I have confided in her feelings and emotions in her that I have never told...
I'm stuck. On one hand I wanna finish. To stick it out. I am constantly angry and I use this as my shield. When I am angry, I can get stuff done(if I get past the sulking part). I also do understand that I signed a contract. A promise. If I were to break that, what would that say about me as a...
I was not persuaded per se, I felt more like I was trapped and it was my only way of escape. I was angry with my situation at home and wanted to be free. This is the opposite of exactly what I wanted.
I knew the military was pretty much my antithesis, I figured it would help me be a more...
I'm afraid of the consequences of it. Another failure in something I attempted. I am almost done with the training and it upsets me. I'm an emotional wreck. In an emotional freefall if you will.
I joined in the first place because I was running away from my problems. I was a computer science...
I am in the Navy training as a Hospital Corpsman. Today is actually the anniversary of the day I enlisted. I was in the Delayed Entry Program for 8 months and I left for boot camp in April of this year. So yes I've only been in for 5 months, almost 6.
The training is mind numbingly boring and...
Boy have I gotten myself in a mess. Where to begin?
Anyways, as you may have noticed, I literally joined this forum a few minutes ago. Basically it goes like this: I'm in the US military and I'm suffering. I don't know what I was thinking in joining. I knew I was going to hate it. I do hate...
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