I think when you combine all the things about me together -- white, male, 6'2", INTJ, sx/so, Scorpio Rising
(this can't be underestimated), work in finance, often in a suit, et many al -- people not only take notice, but get very resentful. Each of them has their own reasons, I suppose, and it comes from all over the board, including other white males. It's actually kind of fascinating, cuz the white male has become such an accepted target of hate in our society -- we are literally one of the only, and certainly the most acceptable, groups to hate in our society (it's actually almost actively encouraged) -- that not only do I find other white males hating on me for all the reasons that others might, but I even catch myself doing the same thing to other white males. I'll see a tall white guy in a suit walking down the street, and my inner voice will just start muttering "fucking privileged, never-had-to-work-for-anything-in-his-life, everything-given-to-him-on-a-silver-platter, thinks-he's-so-fucking-cool-but-doesn't know-shit-about-life motherfucker". And, of course, I know nothing about him. I'm just judging him cuz he's tall, white, and in a suit. Who knows what he's actually gone through in life. Who knows what he struggles with on a daily basis. I know I struggle with things every day, and, while it may look like things have just been super easy my whole life, I have had to struggle. I might come from a relatively privileged background (upper middle class suburbs), but I don't have all kinds of crazy connections that I can tap that will simply print me money no matter what I do, nor do I have a big trust fund to fall back on that will make life financially easy for me regardless of my successes or failures. The single greatest asset I've had in my life are phenomenal parents, who taught me the right things to value in life: education, working hard, being good to other people, doing the right thing, staying out of trouble, etc. Because of them, both my sister and I did well in school, did not get in trouble, excelled in sports and student government, and got into top universities. That was because of good values. Not some big pot of money my family has. My Dad's dad was a typewriter salesman/Hollywood stunt car driver/et al, and died when my Father was a child, and his mom was a teacher; my Dad was the youngest of five, was a fuck-up in high school, and then straightened himself out, went into the Air Force Academy, got out, became a CPA, and eventually went into commercial real estate investment. My mom was a teacher for 40+ years. Her dad was a mailman and a milkman and had fought in the navy in World War II, and her mom was a stay-at-home mom. I only knew the mailman/milkman, and he is quite possibly the greatest (just simple and nice) human being I have ever met. My Dad's side of the family is English, Irish, and Scottish, and can be traced back to the Revolutionary War. My Mom's side is English and Swedish, and the Swedish side moved here in the early 1900s (I don't know about the English side). That's at least a partial version of my family history, and a very surface-level one at that. But all people seem to judge me by -- those who do at least (which is a good portion) -- is "tall white guy in a suit". Other elements of my personality, and thus the energy around me, as you said, certainly affect how I am perceived as well, but, even those things are interpreted in ways that they are not intended to be, nor, in my opinion should be, and the fact that they come from a tall white guy in a suit, let's say, does not tend to make the interpretations that do arise any more charitable. I have the air of an INTJ, and an sx/so, and a Scorpio Rising. And I'm a tall white guy in a suit. I can't really be entirely sure, cuz I can't read people's minds, but I think the general response is something along the lines of what I wrote above about people's responses to white males, along with "Who the fuck does this guy think he is? He really thinks he's hot shit.", followed by some further resentment-fueled emotions. And I don't try to perpetuate it. Honestly, I try to do whatever I can to eliminate it. But then, often times, that can cause even worse outcomes. So I'm forced to, I dunno, do something. Just ignore that which is around me, I suppose. Which largely seems to work. I kinda just focus on my center, on my source, on my grounding, and whatever hate that is out there, I just let it slide by. It really doesn't matter in the long run. Much better to focus on the positive.