As an ENFP one of the most inspirational and motivational things was realising it. All that crazy self depreciating neuroses?
So many people do not understand what it is like... knowing one thing but feeling another...
ENFPs have a huge and I mean huge amount of Ne, and that leads to assumptions or acceptance of the possibility of the existence of certain possibilities... Now it does not matter how amazing the positive version or alternative, of the possible outcome of any serious or sensitive situation maybe, it is the worst and most negative that we cling too...
It's not that we believe it is true, we are not J's, just that we know the possibility exists, and that it is what we fear the most, and so gets the most attention.
What grates on me, is that i know this and recognise that I a) do it and b) seem powerless to prevent it... Tonight i spent a few hours in a bar, i was in a social situation, and i loved it like any good enfp would, I'm British in America and am happy to be extraordinary for something as arbitrary as an accent. In other words, they love me, i spoke to loads of people, people came just to be with me, i have numbers, (not that i remember them or keep them anyway, I'm not after that I'm happy with the one who already holds my heart) but I'm a centre of social activity, a centre I've always wanted to be...
However, despite massive evidence against the hypothesis, I still feel like i was a burden on my friends, that they would have more fun if i hadn't been there, that i dominated their social evening for my own egotistical means....
And I believe it...
And I know it's balls...
It is the strangest thing to know it is only my paranoid head working to my own disadvantage, but it is still almost unstoppable...
being ENFP is so far to sum up, we are such a bundle of different opinions, results, contradictions. and i think that is the crux, we contradict ourselves, yet somehow, that contradiction is who we really are and not what we contradict or what we replace it with...
a more real example, I love attention and acceptance, i adore acceptance and for people to really love the real me, but although i seem to bend or alter to gain that acceptance, when i get it that way i know i bent to get it that it isn't really me they've accepted. It's more an accept me for who i am, but if you wont, I'll do this or that so we can get along... but i know you didn't... and damn it I am and will still be ME!
We cannot say we don't care what others think, we really really do, but we can say that we don't change much because of it, even if we appear too. As I said a dichotomy, a contradiction, we do care and we don't, we want to be accepted but changing to get acceptance is unacceptable.