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To be fair, most ENTPs I met need to grow up, I realize it with myself often enough. Yet, I had the warmest, most compassionate and caring relationship with a fellow ENTP.
从小我最亲密的朋友之一是一个FJ. We often talk about 'the Shire'. I am Bilbo Baggins, the Hobbit that needed to leave for adventure, he is the one running the Shire, making it flourish. As teenagers we accepted who the other one is and 'help' each other for 30 years now. I make him see the upside of things, that he is not alone, remind him that his life is good, he does the same to me. Remind me of my strength of 'I can and I will', the power to follow up, care, endure.
Then, just a few years ago, I realized there is a type of people who run, when they see me, and I find that very good. They are INFJs, too. One of these creatures got at me a few years ago. She entered a group my then INTJ partner and my ESFP friend went to. They both were very gripped by her, she announced that she was going to die within 6 months of a terminal brain cancer in her 50ies. Both my friends wanted to do everything they could to make her final time as good as possible in helping wherever they could. So did many others. I got very touched by that, without ever seeing that person and felt for her deeply (I think we ENTPs feel a lot in silence, when we are alone - for others). Especially my ESFP friend wanted me to meet her. I did meet her twice. First time very polite and friendly meeting. Second time was many months later. And I told her to her face that it was rude of her not to die of her brain tumour and not even show the first sign of any disease. Then I gave her the atone-now-or-disappear stare until she disappeared, also out my friends' lives. I felt betrayed and hurt for the conartistry she performed on all those people, there was no empathy whatsoever and this was an INFJ, even by her own words. There are some like her I realized and they run for the hills, because they sense first glance I won't put up with them and see their bollocks.
I came here because I am very enthusiastic lately. Having met a promising INFJ man and a new INFJ friend. The interesting man sounds like a healthy version - a bit pittying himself, very ambitious at work, very sensuous about it, too, having a lot of inner strength he can open up to and about. I see myself looking up to him, which is rare. My friend, a bit unbalanced, open, yes, unbalanced about his social hygiene and the people he lets in and the words he lets out...let's see where it all goes...
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This is one of the articles, where comments are even more interesting than the article. Thank you.
To be fair, most ENTPs I met need to grow up, I realize it with myself often enough. Yet, I had the warmest, most compassionate and caring relationship with a fellow ENTP.
从小我最亲密的朋友之一是一个FJ. We often talk about 'the Shire'. I am Bilbo Baggins, the Hobbit that needed to leave for adventure, he is the one running the Shire, making it flourish. As teenagers we accepted who the other one is and 'help' each other for 30 years now. I make him see the upside of things, that he is not alone, remind him that his life is good, he does the same to me. Remind me of my strength of 'I can and I will', the power to follow up, care, endure.
Then, just a few years ago, I realized there is a type of people who run, when they see me, and I find that very good. They are INFJs, too. One of these creatures got at me a few years ago. She entered a group my then INTJ partner and my ESFP friend went to. They both were very gripped by her, she announced that she was going to die within 6 months of a terminal brain cancer in her 50ies. Both my friends wanted to do everything they could to make her final time as good as possible in helping wherever they could. So did many others. I got very touched by that, without ever seeing that person and felt for her deeply (I think we ENTPs feel a lot in silence, when we are alone - for others). Especially my ESFP friend wanted me to meet her. I did meet her twice. First time very polite and friendly meeting. Second time was many months later. And I told her to her face that it was rude of her not to die of her brain tumour and not even show the first sign of any disease. Then I gave her the atone-now-or-disappear stare until she disappeared, also out my friends' lives. I felt betrayed and hurt for the conartistry she performed on all those people, there was no empathy whatsoever and this was an INFJ, even by her own words. There are some like her I realized and they run for the hills, because they sense first glance I won't put up with them and see their bollocks.
I came here because I am very enthusiastic lately. Having met a promising INFJ man and a new INFJ friend. The interesting man sounds like a healthy version - a bit pittying himself, very ambitious at work, very sensuous about it, too, having a lot of inner strength he can open up to and about. I see myself looking up to him, which is rare. My friend, a bit unbalanced, open, yes, unbalanced about his social hygiene and the people he lets in and the words he lets out...let's see where it all goes...