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Friday, April 1, 2016

A Letter to Myself

A letter to myself to read on the following day with my studying headache and hangover.
Dear Me,
Days like this will happen when you feel like you're standing still. Tomorrow won't be different, and neither will the next day. You might start to lose confidence in your abilities the further into your research you get. With every paper you write and every hour you experiment and study, you'll feel more and more discouraged. What's worse is that no one believes you can do it.

But you believe you can.
I believe I can. People have often done seemingly foolish and unrealistic things only to be amazingly successful. It's not out of the realm of possibility.

Ignore them when they say you need to wake up and do something else with your life. They don't set your limits. Only you do. And why settle? Reach as high as you want and don't ever stop, even if you make it - or die trying.

Your life is only limited by what you believe you're capable of. So dust yourself off, take a deep breath, and keep moving forward inch by inch, day by day, one small step at a time.

- You

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This blog is managed by three writers. All blog posts are written by one of the writers and the others collaborate on research. The biography has been removed from this page to protect the collaborator/writers due to the sensitive nature of the topics.

This blog aims to discuss one INFJ's journey for understanding as they struggle to reconcile with their sociopathic tendencies in an effort to become a better person. Through trials, self reflection, the occasional therapy, and their own assortment of collected morals, the INFJ-sociopath seeks to use their talents as an HSP (highly sensitive person) and intuitive being to evolve beyond what they were born to be and what they have become.



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