It’s perfectly normal to feel anxious about upcoming events, so maybe these unpleasant physical sensations, mixed with feelings of confusion, inadequacy, and impending doom, are merely symptoms of pre-interview performance anxiety. But what if, in fact, I’m feeling this way because of a mostly subconscious understanding that it would be idiotic to take that job?
Every day I get these somatic and cognitive messages that I’m hopelessly unfit to interpret. Do the pangs of regret, compassion, anger, or indigestion have any real meaning, or should I continue to ignore them, just as I do my randomly generated dreams? How do people ever know what they really feel, as opposed to what they’ve been manipulated or hoodwinked into feeling?
I think that I strongly feel the need for feline company in my home, but maybe I’m just missing my late, lamented cat, or maybe I’m just jealous of people who still have theirs.
I think that I really want to have a car again, but maybe what I really miss is other aspects of my life and self that I lost around the same time I gave up my car.
I think that I want to have a (semi)regular job, but maybe I really just want to feel that I belong somewhere.
Trust your intuition and your instincts, people say. But how do these self-described intuitive folks discern the signal from the noise?