SilkRoad
Lay the coin on my tongue
- Joined
- May 26, 2009
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- MBTI Type
- INFJ
- Enneagram
- 6w5
- Instinctual Variant
- sp/sx
I can't speak for male INFJs (cause I've only knowingly met one briefly on two occasions and he was inebriated on the second --take from that what you will) and I've only met two other female INFJs irl from this forum.
I know that for myself I am definitely capable of operating in ESTP mode. It used to be a strictly negative cycle where I was destressing and self-destructing. It's taken about a decade to eliminate the self-destructing part and just learn to go with the flow and enjoy these experiences as a mode of unwinding rather than nosediving the ride into an 'out of control spiral.' I've learned to pull back sooner once the steam is out of my system and return to my more comfortable state. I also find with time that I can engage in this behavior more seamlessly, more comfortably, and more frequently before my stress reaches fever pitch. It's not hard to imagine that an INFJ male would be inclined to develop this side of himself earlier than females due to obvious societal pressures.
I just question the frequency of 1) the op's number of friends turning up INFJ and 2) the number of them lapsing into ESTP mode and 3) the frequency with which they appear to be lapsing into ESTP mode and 4) the frequency with which they engage this side of themselves in a completely obnoxious and self-destructive manner. I don't question any of the above as being possible, it's the rate of occurrence on all counts that I'm skeptical of.
Yeah, I agree with pretty much all this. Both the existence of the ESTP shadow for the INFJ (though for me it's seldom been self-destructive...I tend to be self-destructive in very INFJ ways
I love it when I flip to the ESTP side. I know for a fact that it happens. It tends to involve at least a small amount of alcohol. I become blunt and confident, scream and jump up and down at concerts, am the wildest mosher on the dance floor...etc. I have had moments of pure sensation, I remember one gig I went to in particular, where I'd had a couple of drinks and the music, lights, cute guys on stage, tipsiness just...flowed into one. It was pure bliss. Sometimes I start thinking, which jerks me out of it, but I try to just let it flow when it comes.
I love the outdoors, animals etc, but I'm kind of a city girl so I'm a bit too cut off from nature, sadly. It is balm to my soul when I can walk by the sea and smell the smells and hear the waves, though...like I did in June. Sigh, I want to do that more.