go through life just feeling invisible? Like people only see your smile or your face but that they never see you? Never see who is behind the 'mask'.
In the immortal words of PinkPiranha, "read my blog, sparky"
Yes, I do have that feeling a lot, though a lot less now than I used to. But I used to say ever since I was a kid that I felt like there was this glass tube around me that went with me everywhere I went, so that I could see other people and they could see me, but we could never hear each other properly and never touch.
My brother is ENFP as well, and though he doesn't explicitly say it, I do think he suffers from the same thing as you here, and I think actually it's largely because he just keeps so much to himself. I think he's just so afraid of not being liked, that he keeps anything serious or negative (IHO) or just anything he thinks might bring people down, to himself. He doesn't want to be thought of as a person who brings people down, he likes to be the fun one that everyone likes. I try to tell him that it wont detract a single bit from how much people like him, if he were to show that he was more than just a smile on legs - in fact it'd make them like and respect him more - but he doesn't listen.
I also never take my own advice.
I don't share as much as I could with people, because I fear they will misunderstand. Because usually, they do. I also fear that nobody cares, y'know? That people just laugh at me and I'm not important enough for anyone to bother listening to or caring about. I guess I've just had so much hurt... if I were to really build a bridge of blood and nails across to reach aother person only to find nobody there on the other side, I think it'd finish me off.
So I keep the mask up, and let people think I'm just a cheerful guy, the irrepressible, the one who keeps going no matter what... and I let them keep on thinking it's just a joke when I say my tombstone should say on it "This life was brought to you by caffeine and alcohol". Cos it's easier...
I do have plans though, to fall apart and break myself open eventually, and learn to trust... but it'll be in years to come when I'll be in an environment when it's safe to do so and I needn't fear being abandoned or not listened to or not cared about.
I guess it's ENxP's job to be the sad clown
