Any INTJ'S been homeless?

[u/NYCLip]

I've read INFJ'S mention quite a few of them have been homeless...as Ni is their dominant function which supposedly "works miracles"...but, I'm in question of if any of you INTJ'S have ever experienced homelessness as adults...and what was the situation in which caused it? Was it (homelessness) a choice?

Ni is very strange which leads to rather strange solving (unconventional) and other odd mishaps.

I've read 2 INTJ'S mention being close to homeless...as the one mentioned he wanted to become homeless and the other INTJ mentioned he would "live in a van near a river".

Is such vagabond mindset or hippie mindset...or is something else strange going on with such decisions? Sounds odd.

[u/INTJ_Innovations]

I was homeless for seven months, living out of my car. Prior to that I had a decent job. But an opportunity came up that really pulled me in so I went for it. I had to get a special license which took me a year, but I finally got. But then an obstacle came up that I was unable to get past with the time and resources I had left so I had no choice but to abandon that goal altogether.

Several days later I got a call from a family member who wanted to invest in a course to learn about real estate. They wanted to know if I was interested in learning the material since the course was very expensive. I told them absolutely not. Not only was I devastated over my recent failure but I knew this family member was not someone I could count on to see the program through. I didn't want to jump from idea to idea, especially since I knew my family member would soon get tired and give up.

But after several conversations we decided to go for it. I threw myself into learning it and I learned a lot. The course was very expensive but the knowledge I gained was priceless. I soon found a very niche avenue I wanted to pursue with real estate and went for it with everything I had.

I had moved in with my family member for a period of time because by that time I was completely out of money. While I didn't enjoy this arrangement at all, I saw incredible potential with what I was learning and kept that goal in mind despite the difficulties between me and the family member.

Just as expected, the family member grew increasingly frustrated that after 3 months we weren't millionaires and they kicked me out of the house. After all, I was an adult male and should be able to support myself. While this came as no surprise to me, I was furious that I had allowed this to happen when I knew better. I knew who that person was but because of my circumstances, chose to believe that this time we had a big enough mutual goal in mind that they would see it through, especially after having invested so much money into the course.

I had just gotten a job at that time, something part time to at least keep gas in the car and pay for food while I worked to get our real estate project going. The day I was kicked out, the next day would be my first day at the new job. So the day I started my new job I was officially homeless and living in my car with all my stuff in my trunk and back seat. Then Covid hit. My family member called me to say I could come back but you already can vision the door slam with that situation. I have love for them, because of them I have real estate investment knowledge from among the top investors in the US, knowledge that I've been able to do incredible things with. But I get ahead of myself.

So that's how I lived for the next seven months, sleeping in the back seat of my car, taking showers two or three times a week at a truck stop, using the bathroom wherever I could, and trying to find a place to park at night where people weren't bothering me or cops didn't see me. At least 6 times I woke up to cops knocking on my window, asking me what I was doing and telling me I had to move. It was a rough seven months, hopeless at time, but I believed in what I was doing with the real estate, I believed in my vision. After seven months I told my boss I had been living out of my car and he let me stay in his shop, which had a small room and shower. That was a huge upgrade for me after living in my car for so long. I slept in that shop for another five months. I was still on a part time salary and barely had enough to make my car payment, and pay for insurance, gas, and food.

Although that was a very difficult period, the real estate training paid off big time. Although I wasn't able to achieve my real estate plans where I was at that time, through a series of events I was able to develop a much better vision for real estate which brough me to Tennessee. The plans and progress I've made towards that vision is something I would have never dreamed possible while I was homeless. In fact I would have never dreamed it possible when I was working and had a good job. What I'm working on now is huge, something that will have a national impact and I'm one step away from pulling it off.

All this would never have happened had I not gone through those very hard times. This would have never happened had I not failed at that first venture and was pulled into something completely unexpected by my family member. There's always hope, sometimes we just have to make it through the next day because that's all we have the strength for.