Since very little, I can say that I've been just a young boy caught up being in his fantasy world. To some degree when I was young, it was like as if my fantasy world and the real world were very well intertwined.
There were times where my parents fought cause of me and I didn't feel much when it first started but as it got on longer, I could feel a lot of shame and guilt as if it is my presence or existence perhaps that caused it and I just wanted to run away.
As a teenager, I was pretty clueless about life and just rebellious. Then one guy came up to me, sorta a mentor or something, and he really kinda taught me self-denial and enforced it into myself. It was a Christian thing and with my determination, which made me overly serious and introverted, I held back, anything that was "sinful"
In school, I was somewhat a novelist, penning down ideas far beyond my age and far too controversial for school.
Many years later, I've let go of that Christian God sin thing but the self-denial never left. From there it became self-denial to denying-self-for-others. I become naturally more caring towards people who need the time and affection. My literature went from extreme ideas to great film scripts.
Sadly, still, no one can be really too close enough for me to share my fantasy with, except well you guys I guess, cause you all can relate to what I'm saying to some degree.
I'm studying for the media industry and I'm often forced to be extroverted but I keep back to myself whenever I can. This somehow helped improve my PR and communicative skills.
I was good at counselling some people, especially girls with their problems cause of my (F) trait. I was also fiercely competitive and practical in my media line, getting me scholarships for my current degree program.
Unlike most, my life is headed in a great direction, but what any other group can easily appreciate a new car and a newly bought condominium, my other life still lacks behind. I feel unfulfilled internally cause I never found the right one... and often I am too private, even with my best friend of almost nine years.
As I said, we can understand people, but we feel misunderstood all the time...