She hugs me back, tells me she loves me and kisses me. I love hugging my INFJ.
But...
My INFJ son would look at me like I'm weird or something, and say "Okay, Dad," with a quizzical look on his face.
My INFJ brother-in-law would probably question my masculinity and then barf.
But...
My INFJ son would look at me like I'm weird or something, and say "Okay, Dad," with a quizzical look on his face.
My INFJ brother-in-law would probably question my masculinity and then barf.