Scraps of thought, often poetic.
You know, INFP's functions seem almost like an exaggeration of typical human development.
Fi in childhood - well, I mean, what child isn't prone to emotional overload? I think a lot of children are probably trying to figure out a moral framework by which to live as well.
Ne in late teens/young adulthood - This is the stage that developmentally, we are supposed to crave new experience anyway. It probably means, though, that a lot of INFPs have trouble with getting things
I'm tired of being so kind and accommodating to people who condemn my very existence.
I'm tired of playing the fool and pretending to be incompetent so that people prone to jealousy (due to being competitive or hating when somebody comes along to highlight their inadequacy) won't single me out.
I'm tired of being told that I'm so weird, unattractive, I think too much, I'm eternally damned, all of this nonsense.
Ah! You know what it boils down to?
Sweet heat rushing to my face on a cold rainy day.
You are here, walking beside me,
And with my hoodie obscuring my face
And you set on your task,
Why, you haven't recognized me yet.
I get to observe you,
For a moment,
Just being yourself.
I guess nobody else would think that was anything special,
But to me, it is fairy dust and angel wings,
Just magic giving my heart the power of flight.
Inside, settled, you notice