INFJ Confessions 1010) I recently went to a party where I knew some people, but they were already sitting at full tables. I kind of freaked, because I didn’t want to sit at an empty table alone. Without needed to use the restroom, I went in anyway, and stayed until I felt too stupid to stay any longer. Why is it that while I like being alone so much, and don’t feel the need to interact with lots of people, the thought of being alone at a party makes me panic? Isn’t that why I carry a book everywhere?
INFJ Confessions 1005) All those positive things we think about people and we keep to ourselves, let’s say them out loud. Let’s express all those compliments if we mean them. We may sound a bit creepy, I guess, but we may also brighten up someone’s day and that’s totally worth it!
I give so many compliments to people in my head! I find myself just thinking about random people and picking out all of the things I like about them. Ha, if I said all of the nice things I thought about people, I’d be gushing to strangers about ‘how the light refracts perfectly off of their hair in a halo when the sunlight hits it, how when they sit like that their back arches nicely with an elegant curve, how lovely it is the way their freckles fade into their rosy cheeks, how heartwarming it is to see them talking with a close friend of theirs and feeling the bond they share with each other, how their simple act of kindness today brought back all of my hope in the good of humanity that I’d managed to lose that day, how much I admire their enthusiasm and good-natured way of looking at the world, or how the fire from the sun reflects off of their eyes and brings light and happiness into their soul.’ I think that might come off as a bit much, though. I really do have a running monologue in my head writing out elaborate compliments to people. However, I think people might be a little creeped out by some of the things I notice if I actually told them these. Unless, of course, I was in love with them, or something. I guess I do love with the people I think up these compliments to, though. I see things in them that they themselves might not be aware of and love them for it. This way of looking at people makes it very difficult to hate anyone because I always end up finding the reasons to love them weighing down on my reasons to hate them. I think that’s a good kind of problem to have.
32) I agonize over things that might seem insignificant to other people, especially mistakes. I lay awake in bed sometimes thinking about all of my mistakes I’ve made that day. It’s hard to forgive myself, even when everyone else has.
Man Lives on cliff and talks down suicide jumpers for last 50 years
Meet the Australian Who’s Saved 160 People from Suicide
Don Ritchie lives across the street from the most famous suicide spot in Australia: A cliff known as “The Gap.” Most people would move, but Ritchie’s stayed for almost 50 years—saving an estimated 160 people from suicide.So what’s his big secret? Ritchie wakes up every morning and looks out the window for “anyone standing alone too close to the precipice.” If he sees someone who looks like they might be contemplating a jump, he walks over and… strikes up a conversation.
He just gives them a warm smile, asks if they’d like to talk and invites them back to his house for tea. Sometimes, they join him.“I’m offering them an alternative, really,” Ritchie says. “I always act in a friendly manner. I smile.”
Ritchie’s house might be the worst real estate ever. One person a week commits suicide at the “the Gap,” the cliff he lives across from. It’s protected only by a small, one-meter fence, despite its legendary reputation as a suicide spot dating back to the 1800s.
But the former life insurance salesman says he doesn’t feel “burdened” by the fact that people are always contemplating jumping to their deaths outside his house. In fact, he and his wife Moya see it as a blessing: “I think, ‘Isn’t it wonderful that we live here and we can help people?’”
Ritchie, who basically sounds like the nicest guy in the entire world, is 84, and has spent much of the last year battling cancer. But, as you might expect for a dude who’s managed to live across from a tragic place, and not become a casualty himself, he’s optimistic: “I imagine somebody else will come along and do what I’ve been doing.” I hope so.
This is unbelievable. This man is such a hero.
^^^This.
