Firstly, like you're about to dive headfirst into tumultuous waters and you've temporarily lost the ability to care.
As you're drowning and unsure of how best to describe your inner turmoil, you begin to look around for others to blame.
One by one, you start grasping at pant legs of those whom you've welcomed into your inner life, who were standing on raised, golden platforms basking in your sunlight (in this case, your love) and are now, inexplicably, neck deep in, well, YOU.
The YOU that knows these waters best but has graciously kept the others from viewing them, from helping for fear of being a burden.
Given how much you've held back, how much you've suppressed, anger, self righteousness, a hot sense of misdirected, possibly irrational vengeance starts making the stagnant pool of your emotions boil.
If you don't come to your senses, if another part of you (the one that remembers self forgiveness and self judgment) doesn't wrench you free from that pool, the others will suffer terribly.
It's a gift for those around an INFJ (ex. friends, significant others, family members) to seek them out especially for their tenderness, understanding, achievements through hard work and encouragement. Hence, the Protectors.
But a protector who has forgotten to take time out to both care and protect themselves and now seeks retribution? It's like a hero and villain are attempting to play chess while sharing a single mind: the villain has decided to run with the hero's gifts and forgotten to take along the heart, which insulates and founds our intentions with others.
In other words, an INFJ who puts so much store by valuing the whole of another person, to seek out authenticity in others and protect it, becomes the anti-self of their wonderful gifts. Their own villain.
And there's friendly fire everywhere.
So, get a good night's sleep and avoid caffeine.
Don't Hulk out, like I have. When you feel the surge of green, take a nap and change the scene.
@iconoclasticvisionary I understand what you mean! Andrew would be the perfect example of sustained suppression and sudden projection of all he has bottled up and kept from those who meant to help (for instance, his cousin in the film). Wonderful example!