To an INFP, identity is everything. At least for me. I feel like I need to always be in-tune with myself. Without our sense of self, our lives are ruined. Now I know there are a lot of theories out there stating that the destruction of the ego is the path towards an enlightened consciousness, but I think there is a way to be in harmony with our egos and be free at the same time.
I think everything is an extension of my ego's perception. That's how we form our reality. So what if something destructive happens to our reality or ourselves (or both)? I think it's easier to deal with the former, because as long as the self is strong, our reality will be stable.
Anyway though, it seems like losing oneself is a terrible, horrible thing. Especially for those who have had a strong sense of identity to begin with. What wickedness did it take to bring that down?
You can imagine the repercussions: Even one's own thoughts (and consequently words) are warped: they are not yours anymore. They are no longer able to problem-solve effectively or think critically. Hence their learning ability is drastically reduced. People take with them different things from the same experience depending on their ego, so it makes sense that they would learn in this way too. So how does one learn without an identity?
Not to mention social life: Their persona would be affected to a degree proportional to their real identity.
Actually, what I am speaking about also applies to the adaptation of new undesirable
identity as well. Everybody seems to have a psychological immune system designed to assimilate unwanted thoughts as part of the ego, if the thoughts are repulsive and frequent enough. I think this manifests in a lot of people: Instead of trying to change their thoughts, they just say things like: "I'm just stupid" or "I'm a bitch, I can't help it."
Personally I've worked hard to try and overcome this immune system and not be a prisoner to my thoughts, to have the power to still change them before they become too ingrained. However, resistance can make the thoughts ingrained too. Except I still believe I have the power to overcome. Okay, I'm rambling.
Actually, I'm writing this from personal experience... which I hate to admit. I feel like I should never have known what this is like, I don't want to know. Maybe some of you can help ease me from my pain ._. I hate even saying that I'm in pain. Because I've been in pain so long that it seems permanent. I hate saying that too. I hate saying hate. Aahh!
Well, I'd like to hear your responses. Ultimately I'm glad that there are people here who will listen and understand, just like that day one and a half years ago.