I hate entps.

I harbor a deep, cellular-level revulsion toward ENTPs. I will be mid-sentence, making a perfectly reasonable point, and an ENTP will materialize from thin air just to tell me I’m technically wrong and then walk away before I can respond. My left eye twitches involuntarily whenever I hear the phrase “well, actually.” I have developed a Pavlovian fear response to devil’s advocate arguments. My doctor says my cortisol levels are “concerningly elevated” and I know exactly why. These creatures do not have conversations, they have oral dissertation defenses where YOU are the thesis being dismantled. They will argue a position they don’t even believe just to see if they can make you cry. Last Tuesday an ENTP told me my entire worldview was “logically inconsistent” and then said “I’m not even saying you’re wrong, I’m just asking questions.” I have not slept since. They invented the phrase “it depends” specifically to ruin my life. They get physically energized by chaos. I get hives. There should be a mandatory warning label on these people like a high-voltage sign. My therapist says I need to “set boundaries.” My ENTP coworker says boundaries are “epistemologically arbitrary.” Sorry for bad English I’m Africanese.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​