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Being ILI, I feel more attracted to those who have Ni

The problem with the tritype is that the mindset can sometimes become: “The world is overwhelming, nobody understands me; I’m going to lock myself in my room, cry, and wallow in self-pity.” But you need to learn to stand up to toxic people, set boundaries, and, above all, take control of your own life.

Stop seeing yourself as a victim. You may have been a victim of someone or certain circumstances, but you don’t have to make that condition part of your identity. That is precisely one of the problems with the withdrawn triad: staying inside yourself for too long, overanalyzing your pain, feeling misunderstood, and waiting for the outside world to change.

Learn to be “tough” when necessary. Learn to judge people appropriately, recognize when someone doesn’t deserve a place in your life, and express your anger in a healthy and appropriate way. It’s not about becoming cruel; it’s about stopping yourself from being overly permissive because you’re afraid of conflict or rejection.

Trust me, once you adopt this mindset, you’ll learn to deal with the outside world better and, little by little, become a stronger and more complete version of yourself. Because at the end of the day, it’s not enough to have depth, understand everything, and experience it all inside your head. You have to demonstrate it through your actions.

Don’t let your depth exist only in your mind; let it show in the way you live, set boundaries, make decisions, and prove what you’re truly capable of.

Written by a 594.

Teach me
Where am I supposed to feel aroused?
I don’t know how to be sexy
Can’t you see my innocence?
Can’t you see my nervousness?
Please don’t hurt me
I want it to be special
Look into my innocent eyes
First I want to feel my emotions
Don’t ruin it
You already have me down, what will you do?
I gave you my vulnerability
Don’t ruin it
I want it to be special
I’m ashamed even with clothes on
I don’t know how to live in the present
Connect me with my body
Treat me gently
Hold me, I can’t take it
You make me nervous even with clothes on
Please don’t ruin it
It shouldn’t hurt, that’s what I read
I need to stop thinking, I always overthink
I don’t want it to end
Spoil me even if I don’t ask
I overthink, I want to see your eyes
When I bite, don’t let go of me
I have fantasies like anyone else, will you fulfill them?
It shouldn’t hurt, that’s what I read
Just look into my eyes
I shouldn’t overthink
Please treat me well
My body can’t take it, I’m going to scream
I feel weak, vulnerable
As if everything inside has come to the surface
I look at you from the corner of my eye
I wait for your gaze in return
I only think, is this worth it?
Will this be everything?
Will we ever do this again?
Just kiss me, take me out of my mind
I don’t want to think
I shouldn’t think
I’m not going to think
Laugh at how badly I kiss, I’m so embarrassed
If you laugh, I laugh

opinions/experiences

Opiniones/historias

I only made this post because the Socioncs wiki refers to the male victim as treating his partner like a princess; I believe that the best combination of a victim and an aggressor, I don't intend to generalize to the female sex, especially because this is about aggressor, I don't intend to generalize to the female sex, taste is independent, I'm only referring to the theory.

Regarding my preferences as an ILI woman, I’m very drawn to people who have their own judgment. Even if it differs from mine, I can respect it whether I agree or not, as long as they don’t blindly follow the crowd. I especially like people who aren’t afraid to be themselves—the boldness to stand against something they consider absurd or unjust. This doesn’t mean I like rude or ill-intentioned people, but rather those who have a perspective and choose to express it without hesitation. I find that genuinely sexy.

What do ILI men think? Is this consistent with the ILI personality?

Back then, I was the quintessential “good girl”—polite, well-mannered, calm, and always doing the right thing.

There was a boy in my class who was the complete opposite. He constantly rebelled against authority, and I didn’t like him at all. By my parents’ standards, his behavior was unacceptable. You simply didn’t question authority or mock it. That wasn’t how things were done.

I knew that, in theory, I could allow myself to be rude at home, ill-mannered, or even defiant toward authority. But that was something that didn’t belong in public. It wasn’t something I could afford to show in front of others, and I didn’t really care how they behaved either. There was a clear line between what could happen in private and what was acceptable to display.

He, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have that boundary.

He was so restless and mischievous that sometimes the teacher would tape him to his chair to make him stay still. The other kids would laugh; in fact, they liked him. But I didn’t. Every time he made his jokes, I saw them as a waste of time. If I had behaved like that, my parents wouldn’t have hesitated to punish me. I couldn’t help but wonder why he had the freedom to act that way while I didn’t.

I used to look at him with disdain all the time. I was probably the only one who openly disliked him. And yet, strangely enough, he was always kind to me. Sometimes I would catch him looking at me. I assumed it was because my dislike was too obvious.

One day, the teacher scolded him for coloring a drawing’s skin orange instead of using a flesh tone. He said he didn’t have that color, but it didn’t matter. The teacher kept reprimanding him anyway. For some reason, that moment stuck with me. It felt unfair, even though I didn’t like him. After all, it was just a color; it wasn’t as if he had done anything truly wrong. For the first time, I felt a bit sorry for him.

We were only seven or eight years old. Other kids could be annoying too, but he was the one who always stood out. A lot of girls liked him for his rebellious nature, but I judged him harshly. Back then, I saw him as a delinquent, just like my mother did. Now I realize he was probably just a child seeking attention, like anyone his age.

I always felt different because I was the only one who didn’t laugh at his jokes or like him, even though he was always kind to me. I never understood why. Sometimes I wondered if he was trying to make me like him, or if it was just my interpretation.

In the end, he left the school. All kinds of rumors circulated. Some said he had been expelled; others said his family couldn’t afford the tuition, or that his grades weren’t good enough.

Looking back, I still wonder. Was he really an SEE, or was I just projecting that onto him?

Which MBTI can they be confused with?
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I only intend to promote respect in general. I have a life like anyone else in this community. It's not that it affects anyone, but I do find it uncomfortable. It's different. I'm just clarifying this because there are many misinterpretations of my post.

Honestamente, no le tengo odio a ningún tipo de Enneagrama. Puede que tenga mis opiniones sobre ellos, pero no difundo odio ni digo que me caen mal, porque depende de la persona, sus valores, su forma de pensar, etc.

Me parece inmaduro difundir odio, porque veo que no solo en Reddit, sino en otras plataformas, hay gente que le tiene asco a los tipos 5SX sin ni siquiera conocerlos bien. Independientemente de su tipo de Enneagrama, todos son diferentes, y no todo el mundo va a pensar igual. En general, me parece inmaduro incitar odio o hacer comentarios despectivos sobre cualquier tipo de Enneagrama.

At certain times in my life, I've been very similar to a Type 4. I've experienced depression due to internal conflicts.

But it's passed. Generally, I don't consider myself a type 4 person because I don't like to compare myself to others. I also accept reality as it is, even if I don't like it, and I generally have a neutral opinion.

I'm more reserved in my communication with people I don't know very well.

¿Hay alguna razón en particular?

Como ingeniería de software, ingeniería de sistemas, informática, etc.

Clarification: I said most, not all

I feel so many butterflies

I feel like throwing up.

Is this what love feels like?

Love, love, love

is absurd.

I saw my reflection:

the same face,

the same expression.

I felt nothing.

Outside, the landscape breathes,

flowers running in the wind,

your silly smile.

I close the curtain

so you don't see me embarrassed.

Love, love, love

is still absurd.

The days go by,

responsibilities weigh heavily,

and I

just want to disappear.

I saw you again.

My butterflies

just threw up.

You came into the house.

I just watched,

as always.

You with your smile,

me with my neutrality:

that's just how I am,

it's not personal.

I heard your voice.

It was strange.

I wanted to throw up

a thousand butterflies.

You held out your hand, you had a flower.

"They're for you," you said.

I saw your blush creeping up your cheeks.

Then I thought, "We both threw up."

Looking for friends :)

My mother is an Estj, and I recently learned to cook. At first, I was terrible at it because I cooked alone, only following her instructions since she was always busy at work. I also didn't like her nagging me for every little mistake. Ironically, as I started to experiment in the kitchen, I got better and better until I finally surpassed my mother. I've managed to make dishes that my mother could never make because she sticks to what's already known and wouldn't consider innovating. I don't know if it's because I'm a XNTX, always looking for a more innovative way to do things.

A few days ago, I had just left university. I'm 19 years old. It was 5 pm, so I went to the bus stop to go home. While I was waiting peacefully, a car stopped right where I was. I thought he was picking someone up, but he looked at me and seemed like he was going to talk to me and I just looked away, ignoring him. A few seconds later, he drove off.

Now that I think about it, I think he thought I was a prostitute. It's worth noting that I was wearing a simple t-shirt, oversized jeans, and a denim vest for warmth, with makeup on. I wasn't showing any skin, and I wasn't wearing anything vulgar, so I can't understand how he could have insinuated or assumed that, since I didn't flirt with him or say a word to him at any point.

I hope it doesn't happen to me again...

I can't seem to connect with anyone. They say I speak in a very rigid or structured way. I also haven't found anyone who's my type. I actually connect more intellectually, then emotionally, but generally people don't have the patience for that; they prefer "chemistry" to stability. When it should be the other way around: with stability you build something, then chemistry naturally develops. If it's the other way around, chemistry doesn't guarantee a stable relationship. What do you think?

I don't know if it's because 5sx types tend to be the most extroverted among 5s, but I generally work better with ENTJs.

What I like about working with ENTJs:

1. They are direct and efficient, which makes communication easy.
2. If an idea is logical and efficient, they usually accept it and follow through.
3. They have initiative and a strong drive to move things forward.
4. They’re good at structuring the solutions I propose.

What I don’t like about ENTJs:

1. They sometimes assume everyone processes information the same way they do.
2. They can explain everything at once without adapting to others’ reasoning, which can be overwhelming and counterproductive.
3. Some are impulsive.
4. They tend to compete even when it’s not necessary (usually with people they see as capable, but it still feels like a waste of time when there’s work to be done).
5. Once they think they have the result, some don’t double-check for errors, which can lead to mistakes.

What I find difficult when working with others in group settings:

1. Lack of initiative.
2. Not asking questions or proposing ideas when they don’t know what to do.
3. Preferring to work alone even in group tasks.
4. Not respecting others’ time while expecting their own to be respected.
5. Leaving everything to the last minute.
6. Not following through even when asked to do something in order to finish on time.
7. Needing constant reminders.
8. Complaining even when someone else has done most of the work.
9. Prioritizing fun over achieving important goals.

In general, regardless of MBTI, I value initiative and efficiency above all else in group work. As an INTP 5, their emotional intensity doesn’t usually affect me (5 + lower Fe). I just focus on the task. I had heard before that INTPs and ENTJs make good team players, and now I’ve confirmed it.