Surprise! Things Finally Make Sense...I am an INFP. This is not a definition, it's freedom. Freedom from the tyranny of a world that says "You don't measure up and you don't fit in." I grew up wondering why I struggled with relationships. I can still remember a guy saying to me, "Why have you hidden yourself away." This was a revelation! It's true it took awhile to put all the pieces together. (My mother use to call me a late bloomer.)
Check it out - there are good things about being an INFP.
- We care deeply for our close friends, family and our beliefs. In fact, I read that we have a "capacity for caring which is not always found in other types".
- "Cool as a Cucumber" - My calm demeanor has come in handy in stressful situations. (True, I may go home later and fall apart but I have rarely lost it at the time of crisis.)
- I want to make the world a better place - not just occupy space.
- I love being able to jump in any time and anyplace to help someone.
Of course with the knowledge of the good things also comes the weaknesses: Loneliness, short attention-span (The distraction of "bright shiny ob
Still overall, it's nice to be one of the "few".