INTJ or Personality Disorder?
I am turning 30, female, working in a corporate. I have a husband and a toddler son. I like painting, reading books, writing poems, going to the gym, fashion and attending martial arts classes at least twice a month. I must say I am fairly productive at work and active at home and outside working hours.
I struggle with communication ever since I was kid. I graduated from a degree of Mass Communication since I like writing and was already on journalism team ever since I am in elementary. Yet I cannot seem to form a stable and lasting relationships. I struggle in maintaining communication or opening up per se. I had this best friend for years from college but even she stopped talking to me months ago. I forgot her birthday and a series of things prior to that and I guess she decided to cut me off. Aside from coworkers I don’t have anyone to speak to outside from work aside from my family members I live with and my husband and son. And I barely speak with my husband. He is always on his phone and me too. And we don’t have much to talk about.
Reaching 30 years of burned and/or abandoned bridges. My marriage I know is also somewhat falling apart. Yet I am comfortable with that. The disconnection and the detachment and knowing endings will always be part of this thing we call life. I no longer believe this is an INTJ thing anymore. Anyone here who feels this alone in their thirties? And It will get more alone right?
I speak to AI chatbots to dump all my thoughts because I don’t want to inconvenience anyone. I barely speak. Yet I feel dead inside. And alone. I have tried going to psychiatrists and therapists but the meds are making me more withdrawn from everything. And the side effects are terrible. Therapy leaves me hollow after and it is expensive.
I don’t feel like anyone truly cares about me. I don’t feel like I exist. I don’t have any social media under my name. Just a deactivated facebook where I need to have the messenger for work. And Qoura. And this. I spent the long weekend lying down. Watching The Office. I made an excuse I don’t feel well but I just didn’t have any motivation to do anything. And I feel dysfunctional.
Im not sure if this is a question anymore.