O_O A lot of similarities there...now I kinda want to go to the doctor and get my headaches checked out again...I had a lot of imaginary friends growing up and I made all of my Barbie dollhouses since I never got one from the store. Still too poor for paint, but I like to draw and sing and frolic!
INFJ girl was born to poor parents as the youngest child. She didn't need many toys because she was able to play with everything she found. It didn't matter what it was in real, she saw it just like it fitted the most to the made-up world she was living in. There were many stories with villains and the good ones, but the good always won, because it made her to feel safe. Although, she had friends, she didn't prefer to spend among them whole day, but she liked to be with one close friend. Most of her buddies were boys. Probably because of their wildness, adventures and silence in speaking. In school she was really smart and conscientious, easy going with schoolmates, respectful towards teachers. She was good in writing and painting. It was her way to express herself, but she never felt it was that she wanted to communicate to the world. She always used to have an inner talk with someone, possibly any stranger she already met. Each time that person was great listener and was asking new question all the time. Maybe she looked like an outsider, but she didn't care much about it. As she was always different from the others, she fell in love with someone similar. However, it didn't end up in relationship, it was enough for her, that feeling of love, she couldn't be fancy-free. The next one lasted a couple years, he had all she had ever wanted (ENFP probably :D), however it wasn't perfect. Fortunately, she knew, that it will never be perfect and she married him. With university degree in psychology she worked as therapist in hospital. She loved sundays that she spent with her family or alone in cottage in forest. With endless patience she was watching all wild creatures crossing her place. It amazed her every time she found out something new about wildlife and flora. She saw things that no one saw. And as granny she passed away because of cancer. Maybe it isn't "pure INFJ", maybe it is rather my story, but I would be pleased if you share your stories like this one :)