infp-problems

It’s such a struggle wondering what goes through people’s minds and what makes them tick and what they think about at night but those are such internal, hidden things & I have no idea how to start a simple conversation, let alone get to that deep connection unless the other person shows an interest in me initially I just ugh

All introverts share a common need: time spent alone in order to recharge, reflect, and decompress. So deep is the need in the INFP and INFJ that if neglected, they begin to experience lethargy - a fogging of the mind, if you will. If forced to socialize for extended periods, they might even suffer anxiety that could blossom into full fledged panic attacks. Solitude is their sanctuary, a place they can enjoy their own thoughts without the clutter of stimulation from the outside world.
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INFJ + INFP: Being Alone Together, MBTIPopCulture


Wow. This is so, so true. I’m an INFJ, and I’ve experienced that “foggy” lethargy after just 5 minutes of socializing before. I’ve also had those scary anxiety attacks from prolonged “people exposure” when I was at university, and other people were simply unavoidable (i.e. roommates, AKA introvert poison). Interesting that it’s possible for all introverts; I thought it might be just an INFJ thing. Glad we’re not alone. Introverts unite!

When all by myself, I can think of all kinds of clever remarks, quick comebacks to what no one said, and flashes of witty sociability with nobody. But all of this vanishes when I face somebody in the flesh: I lose my intelligence, I can no longer speak, and after half an hour I just feel tired.
—  Fernando Pessoa - The Book of Disquiet.
MBTI (INFP) CONFESSION #26

If I’m not comfortable around someone I will be polite, diplomatic and “nice” to a fault.
But if I know someone really well I can be a complete nightmare of a person if they irritate me or say something that I don’t agree with. I can end up saying things that really upset or anger others. I’ve even lost friends saying stupid stuff without thinking.

I care. I care so much it tears me apart.
I care about my family, strangers, anyone who needs help - which is every single person. It’s exhausting, but I wouldn’t trade it.
All I want to do with my life is be a listening ear, always ready to give a hug, advice, or a helping hand.
I will never, ever understand how some can spend their lives living solely for themselves. That’s totally foreign to me, and void of any true satisfaction.