For whatever reason I always followed my instinct. Although some situations sounded like a good idea, I felt I had to stay away. Sometimes, encouraged by friends to stop being so skeptical, I took a  chance and got involved, but at the end, I proved myself I was right.

I don’t know where does instinct come from – maybe experience, but I remember having these feelings ever since I was little. It’s very difficult to explain, mostly because sometimes I have to motivate my decisions to others, and sometimes even to myself, and of course I have nothing to say besides “This is the way I feel!”, which even by my standards is a dumb explanation.

Anyhow, even if it brings me into trouble sometimes, I am so grateful to have it.




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