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Zuko (ISFP) & Azula (ENTJ) - Avatar: The Last Airbender

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Both Zuko and Azula have mastered the art of Firebending, were raised as royalty in the same militaristic culture, and trained under the same ideology of strength and conquest. And yet, in MBTI terms, their personalities are polar opposites.

Zuko is an ISFP through and through: guided by inner values, emotional authenticity, and a slow, painful journey toward moral clarity. His life is defined by the question: Who am I when no one is commanding me to be something else? Every major turning point in his arc comes from listening to that inner compass—even when it costs him power, status, or safety.

Azula, by contrast, is a razor-sharp ENTJ: strategic, commanding, and relentlessly focused on control, results, and dominance. Where Zuko searches for meaning, Azula enforces order. Where Zuko feels his way forward, Azula plans ten moves ahead. She doesn’t experience power as responsibility—she experiences it as proof of worth.

And that difference is the spark that never stops burning between them.

At first, their dynamic cycles through rivalry and uneasy alliance. Azula mocks Zuko’s sensitivity and hesitation as weakness. Zuko resents her effortless competence and their father’s clear preference for her.

But unlike some Pulsar pairings that eventually harmonize, this one can’t. Because Azula doesn’t just disagree with Zuko’s values—she actively seeks to crush them.

To Azula, compassion is liability. Doubt is failure. Emotional complexity is something to exploit. Every time Zuko grows closer to becoming his own person, Azula raises the temperature—pulling him back toward approval, power, and obedience. And every time he resists, the gap between them widens.

Their final confrontation makes the Pulsar pattern unmistakable. Zuko doesn’t win through superior firepower or tactics. He wins by refusing to become what Azula is. He fights with clarity, restraint, and moral resolve—while Azula spirals into paranoia, isolation, and emotional collapse. Her Te-driven control finally outruns her ability to regulate her inner world.

And that’s what makes this pairing such a textbook Fi–Te Collapse.

Azula represents what happens when strength is severed from empathy. Zuko represents what happens when sensitivity is allowed to become integrity instead of shame.

They were never meant to harmonize. They were meant to show the cost of choosing power over humanity.

What’s always struck me about Zuko's arc is how closely it mirrors real-life authority dynamics I’ve experienced. Although the four bending elements each have distinct philosophies, none of them in my opinion truly align with my own personality type (INFP). Water and Air both emphasize community, tradition, and collective harmony. Earth and Fire lean toward structure, strength, hierarchy, and militarism.

In short, every nation is built around systems—duty, discipline, or group identity. Whereas an INFP moves through the world through personal meaning, emotional safety, and resonance first—not communal duty or ideological structure.

Which is why Zuko has always been my favorite of the main cast, despite the Fire element not usually being one associated with my type. Because his journey reflects something deeply familiar: the slow, painful process of learning that your sensitivity isn’t weakness—it’s your compass. That inner voice you were taught to ignore is often the very thing trying to keep you whole.

He isn’t just rejecting Fire Nation cruelty—he’s quietly stepping outside the entire value system of elemental militarism and choosing to follow his inner fire instead. He becomes the closest thing Avatar has to a Fi-led hero in a world dominated by duty-based philosophies.

Azula, on the other hand, isn’t evil because she’s confident or decisive. She’s evil because she equates worth with dominance. Her worldview leaves no room for emotional reality—only success or failure.

And this is why so many Fi–Te Pulsar clashes end in Collapse. Not because one side is bad and the other good. But because unchecked Te seeks control, while Fi seeks ideals. And when control refuses to honor ideals, the system eventually ignites.

And in the end, Zuko doesn’t defeat Azula by becoming stronger than her. He defeats her by becoming himself.

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Kieran (INFP) & Carmine (ESTJ) - Pokémon Scarlet & Violet (DLC)

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Kieran and Carmine are siblings whose dynamic spirals into one of the darkest examples of Pulsar disintegration in the entire Pokémon franchise.

Carmine is the archetypal ESTJ older sister: blunt, commanding, and confident in her role as the family’s protector and moral compass. Kieran, by contrast, is a soft-spoken INFP—sensitive, idealistic, and driven by deep emotional longings. He reveres Ogrepon not just as a strong Pokémon, but as a symbol of misunderstood innocence and quiet power.

The player’s growing bond with Ogrepon—and with Carmine herself—quietly pushes Kieran toward the margins. At first, his pain is internalized. But over time, insecurity curdles into envy, and envy gives way to disillusionment.

And eventually, Kieran lashes out—not just at his sister and the player, but at the very worldview that once grounded him. His descent into bitterness at Blueberry Academy, where he becomes a cold and arrogant Rival and Champion, is chilling not because he becomes evil per se—but because it feels so real. This is what happens when an INFP with deep feelings is continually dismissed, underestimated, and/or overshadowed by someone they once admired.

Carmine never meant to harm him. Like many ESTJs, she believes her assertiveness is protective. But she doesn’t notice the quiet emotional wounds she leaves behind. And although the two eventually begin to reconcile, their bond remains fragile by the end of The Indigo Disk—underscoring how difficult it can be to repair trust once it crumbles.

And for someone like me—an INFP who has struggled with feelings of invisibility and being taken for granted—and who is going through some difficult times in my life right now and fears that I may be in danger of becoming like Kieran myself—his story hit far too close to home.

(Note: Kieran and Carmine have recently been added to Pokémon Masters EX as students at the new Pasio Academy, and it’s implied that some healing between the two has since taken place. Whether it sticks—or feels earned—remains to be seen. But because not everyone who plays the main series Pokémon games also plays Masters, or considers it canon, I’m keeping their Pulsar entry classified as a Collapse.)

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Frodo Baggins (INFP) & Boromir (ESTJ) - The Lord of the Rings

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The Fellowship of the Ring was forged with a common goal—but not a shared philosophy.

Frodo, the reluctant INFP hero, carries the Ring not for glory or duty, but because he feels it’s the only way. He leads with quiet strength, inner conviction, and a haunting awareness of the Ring’s corruptive pull. Boromir, by contrast, is a proud defender of Gondor and a classic ESTJ: grounded in duty, hardened by reality, and guided by a blunt, pragmatic code. He believes the Ring should be used—to protect his people, to fulfill his obligations, to act.

Their conflict isn’t personal. It’s archetypal. Frodo recoils from the Ring's power, even when he’s tempted by it. Boromir seeks the Ring's power, believing it can be controlled with the right intent.

This is the essence of the Fi-Te Cognitive Collision: the introverted idealist versus the extroverted executor, both striving to save what they love—but through opposing methods. Frodo represents spiritual resistance. Boromir represents practical defense. And neither knows how to bridge the gulf.

Their clash reaches its breaking point when Boromir confronts Frodo, driven by desperation rather than cruelty. He demands Frodo surrender the Ring—and when he refuses, tries to take it by force. Instead, Frodo escapes, and Boromir is left to reckon with his actions alone.

Redemption comes—but the INFP-ESTJ Pulsar has already imploded. Boromir defends Merry and Pippin with his dying breath, finally choosing loyalty over power. Frodo, heartbroken, chooses to go it alone rather than risk further betrayal.

As an INFP myself, I can’t help but sympathize with Frodo’s door-slam, and the pain of being misunderstood even by allies who mean well. His bond with Sam is a balm, but his wound from Boromir lingers. And Boromir’s downfall feels all too familiar: the tragedy of an ESTJ protector whose structure crumbles when nuance is needed most.

Their story doesn’t end in hatred. It ends in unfulfilled understanding. Even when they moved across the same sky, they never met at the right angle. Two paths, forever out of sync.

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Serana (INFP) & Molag Bal (ESTJ) — The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

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Some Pulsar pairings are built on psychological misunderstanding. Others on incompatible values. And then there are those where the very foundation of one character’s existence is defined by the other.

Serana and Molag Bal belong firmly in the last category.

Serana is introspective, emotionally aware, and deeply conflicted—an INFP Nord vampire shaped by trauma, yet still striving to reclaim her autonomy and sense of self. Her story is not about power, but about distance: distancing herself from her past, from her family’s choices, and from the forces that shaped her into something she never chose to become.

Molag Bal, by contrast, is the Daedric Prince of Domination. An ESTJ at his most extreme, he represents control without empathy, power without restraint, and authority stripped of all moral grounding. Where Serana seeks meaning and self-definition, Molag Bal enforces submission and erasure.

Unlike many Pulsar pairings, this is not a dynamic that unfolds over time. It is already complete.

Serana’s very existence as a Daughter of Coldharbour is the result of Molag Bal’s will—an act of ritualized control that defines both the origin of her power and the source of her suffering. There is no mutual misunderstanding here, no miscommunication to resolve. The line between them is absolute.

This is Fi–Te Collapse at its most unyielding. Serana represents the attempt to reclaim identity in the aftermath of violation—to define oneself not by what was done to you, but by what you choose moving forward. Molag Bal represents the opposite: a worldview where identity is something to be imposed, controlled, and ultimately consumed.

There is no bridge between these perspectives. No alignment. No reconciliation. Only resistance.

And that’s what makes this pairing so definitive.

Unlike softer Pulsar dynamics, where tension creates growth or unexpected harmony, Serana and Molag Bal illustrate what happens when one side refuses to recognize the other as an equal participant at all. The conflict isn’t cyclical—it’s foundational.

What makes this pairing hit so hard isn’t just its darkness—it’s how clearly it maps onto a deeper truth Project Pulsar has uncovered time and time again. From Zuko & Azula to Frodo & Boromir, many Fi–Te clashes revolve around control versus ideals—structure versus authenticity. But in their most extreme forms, those differences stop being philosophical and become existential.

Molag Bal doesn’t argue with Serana’s values. He invalidates the very idea that her values should matter at all.

And that's a much faster path to Collapse than other Pulsar clashes, such as Si–Ne.

As someone who has spent much of my life navigating environments where emotional nuance and internal values weren’t always recognized or respected, this dynamic lands in a very specific way. It reflects the experience of trying to hold onto your sense of self in the face of systems—or people—that prioritize control, results, or authority over empathy and authenticity.

Serana’s arc offers a different path. She doesn’t defeat Molag Bal by overpowering him. She does so by refusing to let him define her any longer—not by winning the game, but by choosing not to play by its rules at all.

And maybe that’s the clearest form of Pulsar Collapse:

Not when one or both sides destroy each other…but when one side walks away, and refuses to be defined by the other ever again.

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Rose DeWitt Bukater (INFP) & Cal Hockley (ESTJ) - Titanic

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On paper, Rose and Cal are the picture of upper-class propriety: wealthy, elegant, and engaged aboard the most magnificent ship ever built. But beneath the polish is a catastrophic mismatch of temperament and values.

Cal, the embodiment of the wealthy ESTJ, is all about structure, legacy, and appearances. He sees himself as Rose’s savior, protector, and rightful future. In reality, he’s attempting to own her—to mold her into a role that will reflect well on him. His affection is transactional, cloaked in control. Rose, by contrast, is a quietly fiery INFP trapped in an ivory prison. Sensitive and introspective, she’s drawn to beauty, art, and meaning far more than status or luxury.

The strain of this cognitive misalignment builds to a boiling point early in the film, culminating in one of the clearest Pulsar Collapses in cinema: Rose, desperate and unseen, bolts to the stern of the ship and nearly ends her life. It's Jack—free-spirited, grounded, and emotionally attuned—who gently coaxes her back from the brink. In doing so, he becomes the embodiment of everything Cal isn’t: someone who sees her not as a symbol or a trophy, but as a person with a soul.

From there, Cal and Rose's dynamic begins to fully unravel. Jack’s presence not only threatens Cal’s ego, but exposes the hollowness of the life he’s offering Rose. During the sinking itself, Cal’s behavior grows increasingly panicked and cruel. He tries to manipulate Rose back into obedience with money, guilt, and force—but the deeper the crisis gets, the more Rose’s inner resolve emerges. She chooses Jack. She chooses love. She chooses freedom. And when it matters most, she’s the one who dives back into the flooding lower decks to save him—proving that her idealism isn’t weakness, but courage in its purest form.

As an INFP, I feel Rose’s struggle deeply. That sense of being trapped in a world that doesn’t care about who you are, only what you represent—it’s suffocating. Her connection with Jack isn’t about rebellion for rebellion’s sake; it’s about resonance. About someone who sees her spirit and convinces her not to throw it away. And yet, what’s just as striking is Rose’s strength. She may seem delicate, but her convictions give her the power to resist a man—and a system—bent on owning her.

This collapse isn’t just a love triangle. It’s a tectonic rupture between worldviews: One clings to legacy, the other to truth. And as the Titanic sinks, Rose rises—like the phoenix from the ashes of her relationship with Cal—and becomes something greater than either man could have imagined.

That, to me, is what makes her story unforgettable.

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Harry Potter (ISFP) & Dolores Umbridge (ENTJ) - Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

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If Harry’s relationship with Fred and George represents a surprising alignment despite no shared functions, his conflict with Dolores Umbridge is the complete opposite: a textbook Pulsar Collapse, forged from perfect typological opposition.

Umbridge’s brand of ENTJ leadership is obsessed with appearances and outcomes. Her rules, inspections, and detentions serve a larger Ministry agenda: to maintain the illusion that everything is fine. To her, Hogwarts is a political asset, not a sanctuary of learning. She doesn’t care what students actually need—only that they follow orders and submit to authority.

Harry Potter himself, a turbulent ISFP, simply cannot tolerate this. He’s not a natural rebel, but he is a moral one. His Se picks up on the inconsistencies of her regime. His Fi burns with silent disgust. And when pushed far enough, he lashes out. He yells. He slams books. He talks back.

The result? One of the most suffocating power struggles in not just the Harry Potter series, but possibly literature itself. Umbridge is not Voldemort—she doesn’t need to be. Because for Harry, she represents something just as violating: a system that denies the truth, punishes those who speak out, and dares to smile while doing it.

Harry’s detentions—where he’s forced to write “I must not tell lies” with a blood quill—aren’t just cruel. They’re symbolic. They represent the antithesis of Fi: being forced to write a falsehood into your very skin, to deny your own internal truth for the sake of Te’s enforcement. And yet, Harry endures to the very end—determined not to give Umbridge the satisfaction of winning.

This is the core of their Pulsar Collapse: Harry is desperate to be heard—to speak, feel, and resist with every fiber of his being. Umbridge wants him silenced, neutralized, and ultimately annexed into the system she controls.

And unlike Snape, Malfoy, or even the Dursleys—there is no reconciliation between the two. No growth. No eventual respect. Umbridge never changes. She can’t. ENTJ in the grip of inferior Fi doesn’t bend—it tries to break everyone else instead.

The result is an escalating war of attrition:

Umbridge becomes Hogwarts High Inquisitor

Harry builds Dumbledore’s Army in secret

Umbridge bans Harry from playing Quidditch

He fights harder, until the very walls of Hogwarts seem ready to crack

There’s no real “ending” to their dynamic. Umbridge survives. So does Harry. But something changes in him after this encounter. The anger he feels in Order of the Phoenix isn’t random—it’s the result of post-traumatic stress from his encounter with Voldemort in the previous book, which is then amplified tenfold as he’s constantly gaslit, silenced, and controlled. From Book 5 onward, the usually grounded Fi–Se temperament that helped Harry survive begins to burn white-hot. And it never really cools down—not until Voldemort is finally defeated.

Umbridge may not be the most dangerous enemy Harry faces. But she is arguably the most viscerally intolerable. Because she represents the death of everything he stands for.

This pairing strikes deep for me—not because I’ve ever had a literal blood quill forced on me, but because I’ve lived through lighter, more socially acceptable versions of this dynamic.

From school to the working world, I have encountered several Umbridge-like figures in my life: teachers or other authorities who claimed their heavy-handedness stemmed from a desire to be fair and to do what was best for everyone—but anyone with half a brain could easily see that it was all about power, discipline, and crushing any form of resistance or nonconformity.

I remember ninth grade English class in particular, where my internal sense of fairness and emotional sensitivity constantly clashed with my teacher’s explosive mood swings and often hypocritical rules. The more I tried to be quiet, thoughtful, and do things the “right” way, the more I seemed to invite scrutiny—just for writing some paragraph in an essay she didn’t agree with, or not participating loudly enough in group activities. Eventually, I stopped trying—not just in her class, but also in Algebra, French, and many others. Not out of rebellion, but from the sheer exhaustion of being perpetually misunderstood in a space that only rewarded performance and conformity. How I still managed to scrape a C in her class that year, I’ll never know.

Like Harry, I’ve always had a deep aversion to systems that pretend to be fair, but are really about control. And although I, like many readers, found his explosions fairly off-putting at many times, I still couldn’t help but understand his seething anger—not because I want to disrupt things, but because sometimes being Mr. Nice Guy simply doesn’t work. Sometimes, you have to fight back, even if it's just in the form of quiet defiance or choosing to walk your own path.

Their connection wasn’t mutual orbit—it was gravitational collapse. Umbridge consumed everything. Harry and the others barely escaped the event horizon.

I escaped too, eventually. But like Harry, some part of me still remembers what it feels like to be pulled into the orbit of someone who demands obedience at the cost of identity. And I’ve never forgotten the lesson, from both Hogwarts and real life: escape velocity takes everything you’ve got.

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Lillie (SO/SP) & Lusamine (SX/SP) - Pokemon Sun & Moon

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Few parent–child relationships in fiction expose the dangers of instinctual mismatch as clearly—and painfully—as Lillie and Lusamine’s in Pokémon Sun & Moon. On the surface, they look alike: poised, elegant, intelligent. But beneath the composure lies a gulf in how each of them relates to the world.

Lillie is a cautious, moral 6w5 SO/SP—grounded in predictability, principles, and quiet observation. Lusamine is a rare and unsettling example of a Social-blind 2w1 SX/SP—a core type built for connection, but in her case warped by obsession, idealization, and self-righteous control.

Lusamine believes she is acting out of love. But it’s a love that suffocates. She wants Lillie frozen in time: obedient, beautiful, unchanging. When Lillie resists, it threatens both Lusamine’s SX hunger for fusion and her 2w1 need to be the flawless, beloved caretaker. Her response? Textbook disintegration to 8: gaslighting, emotional punishment, and aestheticized cruelty.

Underneath all of this festers a deeper wound—the disappearance of Mohn, Lusamine’s husband and the children’s father. His absence seems to have broken something fundamental in her. She becomes obsessed with researching Ultra Space and the Ultra Beasts, and tries to shape Lillie and Gladion into “perfect” children who will never abandon her the way she feels he did. Her SX fixation mutates into a demand for devotion that inevitably cannot be satiated.

Lillie, for her part, sees what Lusamine cannot: that this isn’t love but possession. As a Social-dominant type, she recognizes the relational imbalance for what it is—selfishness cloaked as sacrifice. As SX-blind, she has no tools to decode her mother’s emotional flooding. Lusamine’s intensity feels invasive, even dangerous. And when the pressure becomes unbearable, Lillie’s secondary SP instinct finally activates: she runs away with Nebby. That single act of self-preservation is what sets her free, but it also shatters whatever remained of their bond.

As a SX/SP myself, I find Lusamine's descent into madness chilling. Her twisted obsession with beauty and the Ultra Beasts hits close to home—not because I condone what she did, but because I recognize what drove her to do it. Her desire to control in the name of connection, her unwillingness to accept any version of reality without her husband and two "perfect" children in it—it’s what happens when the Sexual instinct becomes unhealthy, turns inward, and festers. Lillie’s response, though different from my own, is the predictable counter-move of someone who cannot translate that intensity into anything safe or meaningful.

Back when I first played Sun & Moon, I was already familiar with the Enneagram but had only just begun learning about the instinctual stackings. Looking back, my reaction to Lillie's growth arc was a clear sign that a certain well-known forum user had mistyped me as a SO/SP 6w5 (Lillie’s type) via their questionnaire.

Because I could never understand how Lillie could find her mother “too much,” yet feel perfectly comfortable sharing a room with her Cognitive Collisions Pulsar opposite, Professor Kukui—and even admire him. Lusamine’s intensity sent her running; Kukui’s theatrics didn’t.

Only years later did the deeper logic click: Lillie isn’t overwhelmed by noise. She’s overwhelmed by SX intensity—the pull toward merger, fusion, emotional possession. And the fact that a part of me instinctively understood Lusamine’s obsessive drive, even while Lillie screamed at her for being selfish and unhinged…that was telling.

This is not a relationship that heals (not in the main canon, at least). It’s a relationship that collapses under the weight of mismatched instincts, unprocessed trauma, and a mother who never understood why love offered as a cage is still a cage. Lillie walks away and becomes whole. Lusamine stays behind, unable to comprehend why her children abandoned her.

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Joseph Cooper (ISTP) & Dr. Mann (ENFJ) - Interstellar

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Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar is more than just another space opera — it’s a study in how different kinds of conviction behave when isolation turns faith into madness. Few moments capture this better than the confrontation between Joseph Cooper, the grounded engineer-turned-captain, and Dr. Mann, the celebrated scientist who becomes the film’s most tragic mirror.

Cooper embodies the ISTP archetype in its purest form: calm under pressure, defined by hands-on problem-solving, skeptical of abstraction, and driven by a quiet loyalty to the people he loves rather than to any ideology. His strength lies in precision and adaptability; when the universe throws chaos at him, he responds by doing — calculating, patching, steering, surviving.

Dr. Mann, by contrast, is the ENFJ at his most dangerous. Charismatic, visionary, and persuasive, he once inspired humanity to believe in the mission. But years of solitude transform that charisma into delusion. Where Cooper’s logic grounds him, Mann’s idealism untethers him. His Fe-Ni orientation twists inward: empathy becomes manipulation, vision becomes justification. He convinces himself — and tries to convince Cooper — that deception is mercy, that lies are compassion, that survival demands betrayal.

Their collision on the ice planet isn’t just physical — it’s philosophical. Cooper acts to preserve others even at the cost of himself; Mann destroys others to preserve the idea of himself. One trusts machinery and math; the other trusts meaning and myth. The result is a literal rupture: the docking-bay explosion that nearly ends the mission and symbolizes the collapse of emotional overreach against mechanical discipline.

In true Pulsar fashion, neither astronaut is portrayed as wholly right or wrong. Cooper’s stoic competence can verge on emotional blindness; Mann’s yearning for connection curdles into ego. But their clash crystallizes the film’s central tension — between reason and rhetoric, solitude and salvation, survival and significance.

I’ve heard rumors that Interstellar was one of Todd Howard’s inspirations for Starfield, and while I have nothing to back that up, it’s easy to see why. The same thematic gravity well — pragmatic realism versus moralized ambition — anchors both universes. Cooper and Mann show what happens when those forces meet in the vacuum: two men staring at eternity, convinced the other is the real danger.

One other reason this film resonates with me is that both Dr. Amelia Brand and Murph are commonly fan-typed as INFPs — a type you might not expect to prominently feature in such a movie, yet their presence reframes the film’s entire emotional architecture. Where Cooper and Mann collide over how to survive, Brand and Murph quietly define why.

Brand’s love-driven conviction that connection itself might be a cosmic force feels like Fi-Ne idealism transposed into physics, while Murph’s lifelong devotion to decoding her father’s message is the same instinct turned inward: fidelity to meaning over measurement.

In this way, Interstellar becomes more than a single Pulsar clash — it’s a layered constellation. Cooper and Mann show the danger of function without feeling; Brand and Murph reveal the endurance of feeling when the functions fail.