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The Little Red Dragon in Me

Maybe just a few persons in this world remember red dragon. Yeah it has no name. It’s sort of an imaginary character lived in my brain when I was going through a very very harsh storm in life few years ago.
Even now, I still think it’s a very hard time and I have no confidence if I can do it if it happens now.
It changed me a lot inside. You know, I always think one’s life is too boring without a major heartbreak 😉

Maybe 2 years ago I did the Myers–Briggs Type Indicator test and I got “INFJ”.
I cried knowing that INFJs were only about 1% of the population. I had been feeling terribly lonely.
It’s been hard to mix in with people and relationships were crappy.
Then I tried to tell myself that it’s okay, I’m very special.

I took the test again half an hour earlier and I was really thrilled to know that I’ve changed!
I’m no longer that lonely INFJ, I am an INFP now!
It takes up 4% of the population 😉 That’s a great improvement lol hehehe
Maybe I could relate to more people now, maybe we’re sharing a lot more in common now, I’m kind of glad 🙂

I’m not sure how to put it in words. I really love RD, I always hope my brain could continue the story.
But for a lot of times I think it really just appeared in my worst days to stabilize my mood swings, or just to keep me occupied for a couple of hours. Yes, life was really full of shit that I could not handle. It’s like getting hit by a high speed train and flew halfway through the globe. Funny enough, though I had never seen my purpose of life, and as much as I loved how my friend once said “tomorrow is always a good day to die”, I did not think of killing myself at all, not a tiny bit, not a millisecond. It’s totally not a reason to die. I just thought I was going to rot in my hostel room.

I only want to talk about my personality test and my beloved RD today.


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IMYRD

I had an imaginary friend 3 years ago. It was sort of the darkest days of my life.
I didn’t talk to that friend of mine at all. I just closed my eyes and meet him in many types of places, in many kinds of settings and story lines.
Red eyes, red hair and a cool cute face. Sometimes he’s a child, sometimes he’s a teenager, sometimes he’s a small dragon like those in the western movies.
We were always racing or fighting with each other for something I’ve forgotten. But sometimes we also sat side by side under the dark sky. Sometimes I would ride on his back when he’s a dragon and we flew to somewhere far.
I’m happy and amazed that my brain made these beautiful magical memories to cheer myself up.
… And
I miss you Red Dragon.

P/s: Follow Red Dragon’s favorite girl on Twitter @ReiRyeong