So I've been wondering how attached other INFPs get to things, people, places etc?
In my case, I don't really think there is anything I feel really attached to.
I've been living in one place for quite a long time and it is, of course, my home. But at the same time I'm not attached to it and I feel like I could live in any place in the world and be happy. Same goes for my work. I've been working in the same place for almost 6 years and, even tough I don't currently look for other job possibilites, if an opportunity suddenly arised to change it, it wouldn't be hard at all for me to leave my current job.
It's the same with people. I've had several friends throughout my life, but it was never hard for me to let them go when friendships ended. I've never missed a person in my life. I've never had a feeling that I really want to meet someone. My only friend now lives abroad, and because of that we rarely write each other. But I already now we will meet when she visits and I visit her this summer and we will talk about everything that has happened during all this time. At those moments when we are together, it is all very nice and I feel very close, but for the rest of the time I don't really think about her and feel fine.
There was one short period last year when I was somehow attached to a guy I fell in love with, but even then I did miss him only couple of times. And now I've let him go and don't feel anything when thinking about him.
Moreover, I'm not even attached to my family members. I have a brother and our relationship has aways been quite distant and cold. We never quarrel, but we also don't ask each other about what's new and how we are doing. It has always been like that and I'm used to it. I'm quite close with my mother, but still, I could go on with my life and never really miss her.
Of course, some might think this means I don't love my family or don't care about them, but it's not the case. I care deeply about them and I want them to be happy and healthy. There is this term in buddhism - love without attachment, and I think it's my natural state, the only way I am capable of loving. Letting other people live their lives, but still caring deeply about them. Enjoying every moment with them, but also equally enjoying every moment without them.
In the same way I feel about all humanity. I sometimes meet fantastic people, have one exiting conversation with them, feel the deepest love towards them during that moment and yet, the time comes when one of us have to leave and we never see each other again. I go on with my life and maybe only during some of my more nostalgic moments I will remember these people with the warmest feeling in my heart. At those moments I might start wondering what they are doing, how are they feeling and wonder what would happen if we ever meet again. I guess that's my way of "missing" them.
I wrote so much but I'm not even sure if I'm making sense? Can anyone relate to this or is it something unique to me? Maybe I've mistyped myself and this is characteristic to some other types?
Any insights are appreciated :)