Things We Forget

My gut usually knows before my mind catches up. That’s why I listen.

Instincts are like an internal GPS—accurate when updated, disastrous when outdated.

Sometimes I wish I didn’t. My instincts once told me to quit my job on a whim. I did. It took a year to recover.

I trust them because they come from experience I don’t consciously recall.

My instincts are loud but not always right. I’ve learned to pause before following them blindly.

Trusting my instincts makes life more authentic. When I second-guess, I lose my sense of direction.

It depends on the situation. In finance—yes. In relationships—not so much.

Yes, but only after years of ignoring them and paying the price.

No, I used to—but experience taught me that instincts can be biased by fear and habit.

I try to, though sometimes logic wins. The trick is knowing when your instincts are anxiety and when they’re intuition.