Humanist

My instincts borne of existential experience guide me and urge me to follow logic, for I am a logic kind of woman, I think. But, however, often I fail myself by being human.

Giving the benefit of doubt. More often than not it has gotten me burnt. Leaving me reeling and confused in an instant. The very people I gave the benefit of doubt are the ones who bite me!

When I re-center and interrogate further, I appreciate that if I had followed logic and less of emotion, things may have turned out differently. What I know for sure is that my recovery from such incidents hinges on lessons learned.

I have thus come to appreciate that instincts are horned by what we have experienced consciously and or sub-consciously. Meaning my instincts are good and trustworthy to the extent of that which I am familiar with.

Even then, often I am surprised when it turns out that what I thought I knew is simply a single-sided story I had prior internalized and neglected to interrogate the other side of it. In which case my instincts will fail me.

Overall, when I trust my instinct and follow logic, most of the time, it doesn’t fail me. Yes, I am able to recognize that had I followed my instinct, applied logic, certain times I got burnt would not have happened.

Challenge remains though, when and when not to trust my instincts, for I know that my instincts are as good as what I know and I have experienced. Or is it not the case, I wonder.