Solitary Figures, Escapists, Dreamers...To be an INFJ is a mixed bag. INFJs are graced with amazing powers of insight and intuition. We have expansive imaginations and can see things most others cannot. We can read other people like books, and know when we are being fooled. We are spiritualists at heart, necessarily close to the Almighty and often privy to universal secrets. It is the personality of the artist, the writer, the preacher and the prophet.
But the price for such knowledge is solitude. It is the flip side of the INFJ coin. For there are few who understand us, and many who's actions and intentions -- easily read by the INFJ -- produce deep pain in us. For we understand others better than they understand themselves, and know all too well the evil that lurks in the shadows of the human heart.
When we are taken advantage of, or deceived (which does not happen often, but it does happen), we suffer powerful mental bruises that take time to heal, often too much time. It is difficult to make friends, because we expect perfection in relationships when such perfection can never exist -- and we are quick to defend ourselves when we sense that those we have chosen as friends and associates may be acting in ways which may harm us.
We find refuge in ourselves, but still ache for human connection. To us, life contains so much that is wonderously mysterious; and yet we will never be able to share that sense of wonder.
Incidentally, a website like EP is every INFJ's dream!