I have a good example of Fe POLR in action: getting physically ill thinking about the emotional exchange you're expected to participate in when leaving a loved one at an airport. I think I've developed a serious phobia of airports because of this, like for real. It's really so bad I start trying to rehearse how I should act days before....like if i'm going to fake cry or if I should give them a hug or wtf to do. It doesn't help I have to do this exchange nearly every other month. I effing hate it. Or dance clubs when you're expected to be all showy and expressive. I get physically ill at the thought.