我是一个藉女性who, until recently, thought that there was truly something wrong with me. I work in healthcare with nearly all females, and have a hard time making friends and connecting with my co-workers. Every morning starts with "OMG did you watch The Bachelor/Real Housewives last night?", and the day drags on with trivial complaints about their husbands or minuscule life issues. I've tried socializing, but "Hey did anyone see Ancient Aliens last night" or "Have you seen the new show Born Schizophrenic?" tend to earn me raised eyebrows and uncomfortable silences. I've been told that I'm "too pretty to be that smart" or that I come across as a huge jerk (or the "b" word) and that I need to smile more on multiple occasions. Unfortunately, I can remember each and every occasion, and will likely hold a grudge against the commentators for the rest of my life. Being an INTJ female is painful, lonely, confusing, and frustrating. My gift is my curse (and in the grand scheme of things, it truly is a gift). While I do not wish pain or isolation on anyone, it is comforting to know that other women are out there somewhere. It helps me to know that I am not a freak of nature but rather a rare gem.
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我是一个藉女性who, until recently, thought that there was truly something wrong with me. I work in healthcare with nearly all females, and have a hard time making friends and connecting with my co-workers. Every morning starts with "OMG did you watch The Bachelor/Real Housewives last night?", and the day drags on with trivial complaints about their husbands or minuscule life issues. I've tried socializing, but "Hey did anyone see Ancient Aliens last night" or "Have you seen the new show Born Schizophrenic?" tend to earn me raised eyebrows and uncomfortable silences. I've been told that I'm "too pretty to be that smart" or that I come across as a huge jerk (or the "b" word) and that I need to smile more on multiple occasions. Unfortunately, I can remember each and every occasion, and will likely hold a grudge against the commentators for the rest of my life. Being an INTJ female is painful, lonely, confusing, and frustrating. My gift is my curse (and in the grand scheme of things, it truly is a gift). While I do not wish pain or isolation on anyone, it is comforting to know that other women are out there somewhere. It helps me to know that I am not a freak of nature but rather a rare gem.