As one of the rarest personality types in the Myers Briggs lineup, INTJs enjoy a special status that often comes with being rare.
ENFPs are always trying to rationalize everything. They are always giving their partner the benefit of the doubt, when they should be just giving them the boot.
I studied Myer-Briggs. I hated that I got the INTJ type. I got the INFP type. Hated that too. I studied mental illnesses. I worried about having every single one.
ESFP: Stay single until you meet someone who makes all the dozens of options at your fingertips seem to be a little less important.
ISFJ: You are flaky. One of the most important qualities to an ISFJ is that they can rely on someone.
She’s interested in a book or a movie that you just so happen to own? Let her borrow it. She’s cold? Offer up your jacket.
ENTP: The smell of freshly cut grass. Finishing the summer reading just before the deadline for a prize. Drinking iced coffee after a bike ride.
Welcome to INTJ club.
INFJ: You’re the silent assassin—not in a bad way, though.
We have a weird happy place. We have this constant battle of wanting to be around people and wanting to be alone at the same time.