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Mar 30th 2022!⃝To the person who wrote:
"It’s about an INFJ woman! Hello!! You’ll never get into that secret garden...by the time she is old enough for a serious relationship, she already has put up enough walls around that garden to keep out Godzilla!"
OMG, that really struck me!!! I really identify with this song personally, and yes, I used to be an INFJ; became more INFP as I've gotten older, but the types are so similar.
I relate to this song because I became this woman over the years. My secret garden flourishes as I age. I've had one relationship in my whole adult life, we've been together since we were teens. It's a mutual, deep love, though I am most definitely not "in love" nor would I ever be capable of that again. It's not for fear of being hurt, but it's because my secret garden is so beautiful and wonderful, no one is deserving of it. I love keeping it all to myself. I have definitely not ever met a man who could partner with me and be granted access. I don't crave or seek intimacy from my partner, nor do I think anyone else would be capable of delivering the kind of intimacy I imagine, so it's simply a lost cause. If a love as pure as ours once was could become so tainted and damaged, there is simply no hope. I do not fear vulnerability, I just don't have time to waste doing so with a faulty partner. I won't ever let him or anyone into my secret garden. The idea of being in love, or sharing deep intimacy with a partner is dead to me; I savor my garden alone knowing it's sacred that way.
