Prose

Softness in Leadership

17 Feb 2026

When I was taking my masters in Bocconi University last year, I found out, in one of the leadership classes, that my MBTI typology is the exact opposite of what usually thrives and succeeds in the (Western) corporate world. Leadership positions are often held by Extraverted, Thinking, and Judging types, with ESTJ (“the executive”) being common among CEOs (crowncounseling.com, researchgate.net) and being among the most frequent types in management and leadership positions (themyersbriggs.com).

 

I am, according to this system, however, an INFP (also known as “the healer,” and is the polar opposite of ESTJ). INFPs are typically described as idealistic, empathic, and values-driven, focusing on meaning and authenticity (simplypsychology.com). I am more inclined to be an introvert, who hates small talk and loses energy during too much interaction with others (interestingly, my professor mentioned that it’s a misconception that introverts have low energy; on the contrary, they actually have high innate energy, which they try to protect); I prefer to take in information through my intuition as opposed to just my five senses; I prefer to make decisions guided by feelings rather than pure logic; and I am naturally perceiving, meaning I prefer to be spontaneous and adaptable as opposed to judging, planned, and structured. For those who know and are interested in Human Design, I am basically a Projector 2/4 (“the hermit”) in a Generator/Manifesting Generator environment.

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The Conch Shell
(A Birthday Gift to Myself)

25 Jan 2026

Late last year, my boss had asked me about my now-defunct Instagram poetry account. And I said that it was a passion project during the pandemic but I had not been able to maintain it anymore once normal life resumed. After saying that came this subliminal pain in my chest. I was sad. There was this longing to do it again–to write, to create. And there was a feeling that I had somehow lost or buried a part of me. That I had abandoned myself. That a small piece of my heart had been chipped away by stopping something that I love doing. And…

My Heart Yearns 

 

My heart yearns to make sense of what’s happening inside me

To put structure on seemingly-disparate thoughts

And emotions that sometimes I cannot contain in this body

My heart yearns to set something inside free

To weave with words and crystallize codes

My heart yearns to be expressed and create something beautiful