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Do any other INFPs feel a strong attachment to their childhood and their childhood memories? I guess this would basically be my Si mixing with my Fi.
So true...:sad: though my childhood's not so happy.I wish I never grew up.
This is quite similar to my current experiences. I absolutely love my childhood. Amazing years. I mean, there were some bad times, but it was WAY better than how life is now. Not that life is horrible nowadays, but... childhood was just way better. I have too many issues nowadays like anxiety and that I'm a bit overweight and I still haven't graduated high school (long story)... Everything started to go downhill for me when I turned 13 (2004 - except for my grades in school. I aced that throughout junior high, which gave me good self esteem about that, but... started to gain weight, and other things made me not too happy). And the happiest year of my life was 2003 (2002 was pretty close). So I LOVE dreaming about the good ol' days pretty much everyday, especially listening to old songs from that era that I used to love back then. It stirs up lots of old memories, and as you said, gets back those feelings. Very intense, actually. I know I focus on this sort of thing too much though. I gotta let go of the past and focus on actually making my present better instead of just daydreaming about the past. I'm starting to do that... slowly but surely.I still refuse to let childhood go, to be honest. Every single day I seek out nostalgia. When I fail to connect with the present moment, my Si function jumps into gear and tries to relate everything around me to a childhood memory or feeling. Every point in my childhood had a certain "feeling" or "aura" about it, and when I think about those times, I can feel those memories again, and inwardly experience the senses. The strange thing is that those memories feel so much more real than the present world around me, and that is what makes it so melancholic - the vivifying memories are just out of reach in a past I can never step into again, and the moments I stand in feel faded.
I'm trying to work on accepting the past for what it is, and accepting the present and future for what is and can be.