my imagination argues that my ideal type is 7w6 so/sx and/or sx/so. i also like 7w8 so/sx types i think. so refreshing, so decisive, so shhhhhhhhh, you're being too much. personal responsibility, etc.
the withdrawn types, of course, i just get. i'm not sure how it would work romantically with a 4w5. i have a lot of friends of this type. i met a french 4w5 infp sx/sp girl who stirred me up quite intensely. so challenging, so bold, so decisive, so committed. i have more immediate chemistry with 9w1s tho, their emotional generosity, like 7w6s, helps get me going, like a kite that needs some momentum to get off the ground. the glow is unique, and my place in their emotional thought bubble i recognize, see, appreciate, my little space so endearing to them in their cartoon. 4w5 is more of an aesthetic connection, less directly affirming but, at the same time, a sense of agreement that this is what life is about, that this is what we've been chasing after for all this goddamned time. real! authentic! purpose! the unique self! conflict! ahhhhhh, it feels great.
not necessarily romantically, but i have a strange sympatico symbiotic feeling with 1w2 especially so/sx. the sense of humor overlaps, the boundaries are perfectly inappropriate in an exacting way, the absurdity of life is fair game and nothing is too dark. oh you lowly people, might we mock you for just a moment? including ourselves. the same critical process, just focused on practical reason vs theoretical reason. i could use some grounding, some ethical solidity, some standards. not just that ever-elusive knowledge.
as an sx/sp, so/sx is just relaxing. i had a conversation with an entp 7w8 sx/so today for 3 hours, and it made me tired afterwards (bc i felt like i was playing poker with michael jordan all night and neither of us would quit). it's great, and for a moment i believed we might solve the riddles of the sphinx and all other social problems, but balance. balance!
3w4 intrigues me. but sometimes the polarities get fucked up and it's all repulsion and the sense of meanness terrifies me in both directions of this two-way street. i've had one internal combustion in this array before. sorry, you. afraid, but sincere, but guarded, but in your way. i see it in you too.
