As INFJs, we often have high standards, both for ourselves and the world around us. We want things to be meaningful, thoughtful, and well-executed. But that same drive for depth and quality can become paralyzing. I found myself delaying projects, second-guessing ideas, and sometimes not even starting things because they didn’t feel perfect enough in my mind.
As an introvert and an INFJ, the thought of opening up, sharing my personal journey, and being vulnerable in front of others brought up all kinds of fears. I wasn’t just worried about failure I was worried about being judged, misunderstood, or, worse, completely ignored.
We all have an inner voice that’s constantly running in the background. For me, as an INFJ, it’s almost like a full-time narrator, always analyzing, reflecting, and commenting on everything. Sometimes that voice pushes me forward, but other times, it holds me back.
