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I'm a far-to-the-left Thinker (70%+), and I find that with extended periods of social interaction, I reach a boiling point. Too many feelings and not enough me-time means I'm like an overheated computer awaiting one my fans to break. In these sort of situations it's easy enough to make an excuse and be off, but I know that time is coming because my

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First, I keep one or two friends at a time- period. I do not juggle anymore than that, I do not trust anymore than that. By "friends," I mean what most people call "best friends." I don't make a distinction because if they're not the best, I don't see a reason to spend too much time on them. If they're not someone that I feel I couldn't live the same without, they're an acquaintance. I don't have more than one or two because with how much I devote myself to these few, I don't feel like there's room in me for more than that.

If it's a casual thing with a casual acquaintance, fine, I won't be mean, and I can usually spend several hours with them. But I don't want to do this anymore than just ocassionally. Because of the way I present myself in public, I'm usually seen as "nice, but shy," so no one is too shocked if I bow out of something, and they're not offended either. I will usually drag a friend with me if I can't avoid it and I'm uncomfortable with it, because they're the way that I unwind. Maybe un-INTJ of me, but the few that I really, truly trust are also the few that can change my mood and make me at ease.

That said, these few friends I have are also generally fellow INTJs, or at least INFJ with T tendencies. So if either of us feels flustered or overwhelmed, we chill out in the same way, communicate it in the same way, and understand it the same way. My INTJ friend and I both unwind creatively, so we work together on a creative project and get our heads out of "real life" and in to our brainchildren. It's helpful. I can also do it alone and with the same positive effect, but two INTJs come up with better things than just one, in my experience.

For some odd reason, I also can't relax until I'm home, shoes off, hair up, makeup off, and loungy pants on. I suppose it's just a ritual by now that tells me my day is over.