There seems to be some revered mysticism around trusting your gut.
Basically, your gut is big data central – it tells you on a sub level what the outcomes might be based on all the information you have digested to date.
I don’t think I have ever had a good gut, mostly because there have been plenty of occasions where I have acknowledged the negative gut feel – done it anyway – and nothing bad has happened to me. In fact, sometimes the opposite – it’s been good.
If I trusted my gut, I feel I would be trapped by fear. For some reason my gut is mixed in with my fears, anxiety, insecurities. They don’t appear much elsewhere.
Recently, I went on a tourist adventure which included a ride through a tunnel in a car by myself (because the place was deserted). It was dark and weird. My gut was screaming: yikes get out of here, it’s weird, people want to rob you, you are going to be killed! It was quite compelling.
How do you reckon that worked out?
I felt anxious, frightened at one point. And nothing happened to me. This is not unusual to report.
I understand the point of the gut decision maker but I reject it as not useful to me. This does however make things much more confusing in choice and may account for why I am slightly more overtly analytical.