I'm INFJ And Someone Told Me To Tell A Lie

And I almost fainted.

Are you kidding me?

You want me to do WHAT?

Yep, you're going to go tell so and so such and such.

Well now.

In the first place, so and so, not being dim-witted, and having been right there when such and such was supposed to have occurred, isn't likely to believe any such lie.

Me being me, and having respect, admiration, and trust in the person who was telling me that I had to go tell this lie, took myself to the person I was supposed  to lie to.

Me being me, which means INFJ, did it my own way.

Of course I announced ahead of time that I was going to tell a lie, and then I told it.

Nobody told me I couldn't confess ahead of time.

Really.

What did they expect?

The person I was supposed to lie to just so happens to be another person whom I respect, admire, and trust - and have for a very long time - who also just so happens to know me quite very well.

It was a strange and awkward position to have been put into out of the clear blue sky.

Even so, I did tell the lie.

Then I told the truth, which is most generally a lot more effective and efficient, anyway.

The path was there and I took it.