This is why you should always trust that feeling in your gut

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Especially when the feeling just won’t go away when you’re around them…

[izawaniek]

It is so very important to trust your gut feeling and absolutely trust yourself and listen to the feeling in our gut. We must get back in touch with our senses and do not care what others tell you.

[Marchelette]

Yes. People talked me out my senses. So I ignored my gut feelings. I’m learning to trust it. It was never wrong.

[debbiekaren]

It is so hard to trust my gut when I’ve been gaslighted my whole life.
It’s like growing up being fed nothing but fast food and junk food. And then life offers fresh fruits and vegetables and clean water. The healthy stuff “doesn’t taste right.”

In some ways, trusting my gut about what feels right seems like that’s exactly what us PREVENTING me from changing my codependent ways.

[Victoria_is_sus]

I actually have something that happened to me last year. Before i tell the story, i own 5 cats, Barney, Bibi, Pipi, Nola & Loui. This is my first time ever sharing a story, so I'm sorry if this doesn't really make sense writing wise. Another factor may be that I'm a minor. It all happened in the night. I was still awake because at the time, my sleeping scedule was a mess. Loui is a brave cat, so is Barney. Bibi only cares about attention. Nola doesn't really care about me & Pipi is scared of everyone and their mom. Anyway, on with the story.

Loui loves coming into my room, so when there's scratching, i open the door for him. This time, was different. It wasn't Loui scratching. It was, Pipi. She ran onto my bed. I saw the eyes of the other cats staring, after which they all ran into my room. I closed the door after the last one, Bibi, ran in. I didn't know what to do, except for locking my door. My brain told me to call someone. Yet I didn't. Instead, my gut told me to just keep quiet and try to keep my cats as quiet as possible, which i did. Luckily for me, they stayed as quiet as a mouse. I decided to go to sleep. I woke up by getting a call from my mom. It went something like this:

Me: Oh uhm, hey mom..
Mom: Pfew you're okay! Darling, there was a killer going around the neighborhood that was breaking into people's houses! Did something happen to you? I reviewed the camera's and saw someone break in and out of the house!
Me: I.. I'm, fine. So are the cats.
Mom: Good! Good. Stay safe, sweetie. **She hung up**

I was, obviously, mortified. The reason it's good that i didn't listen to my brain is that; I'm a loud talker. If i had called someone, the killer would've probably heard me and i would probably be dead. I owe it to my cats, and gut that I'm still alive.

Moral of the story:
Always trust your gut. It could save your life aswell.

The weird thing about this all is that it never made the news, despite the fact that 3 people got killed that night. But hey, im jot in charge of the news. Becky with her Hamster was probably just more important.

[EvaCFricke]

This is right. But I also heard that if you are not healed from traumas then don't trust your gut which is also true.
Bc when we haven't healed significantly and say or do something by trusting our feelings and do something, it doesn't go right.

[suzannebunbury]

Wonderful!!! Thank you ♥️👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻🏆
Too bad I was taught the opposite by churches throughout my life.

[silas]

How do I reconcile this with “trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not lean on your own understanding”?