I ignored my inner voice for a pivotal decision in my life. I'm still paying for it. Sometimes I have to figure out if it is the 'smart' voice inside of me though or that negative voice of impending doom that comes on occasionally just because it's cloudy out, my hormones are whizzing around changing or I'm mad at someone.
I do think though that our 'voice' is often dead on and says things we don't want to hear.
I don't ignore my inner voice much, and sometimes I come across making irrational decisions, but when I get that feeling this won't work out well, I don't do it. I've ignored that too much in the past, and have berated myself because I KNEW something bad was going to happen.
For that reason, I don't get flu shots. Because I KNOW that won't go well. I just know it.
Interesting question, SM.
Middle school is full of testosterone and estrogen, with the active participants totally clueless about what is going on with them. My girls hated those years, the kids, the lunches, the weather etc!
Setting boundries is difficult at first but will come easier the more you do it. The person you set those boundries with are usually not real happy. Just means you may have hit a nerve~
I had many inner voices years back. The bad ones i listened too, the good ones i ignored. Thankfully i reversed that!
I ignored my inner voice with my daughter, both last night and this morning... I'm not sure if I regret it yet or not, but I'm not real confident with everything yet, either. It's possible the lack of confidence is simply that I'm learning to set boundaries that I've never done before and it's not totally comfortable yet. Time will tell.
I've followed it and had good results, most of my life. Lately, though, it seems like my self-guidance is not working too well, and it's distressing. For example, we were sure that as my son went along in school, every year would be better for him than the previous one. But middle school has hit him like getting whacked in the face with a raw fish. Why didn't I know that it might be problematic? Where did I get such inner sureness that he would like it better than grade school? (When you tell your kid it will all be OK and he trusts you, and then it's awful, that makes you one of those hapless moms who can't be trusted, in his mind.) It has high-centered the whole family (tension, anxiety, crying, arguments) and I can't seem to find a path to free us. That's usually when my natural knowing comes to the rescue, with a plan or an outlook. Not now, though.