At a Dub Reggae night in Leeds, something felt really dodgy and off about the whole atmosphere. Thought I was maybe paranoid from the weed so ignored it.
Half an hour later some dude barges in through the bouncers and sprays bullets around trying to shoot someone.
I had this nagging feeling something was wrong for 6 months but didn’t know what was causing..
Then during a fight, my wife said something which stuck to me and suddenly everything she had done in last few months were in doubt.. buying new bras, waxing her thighs and trimming there, get together with office colleagues.
A week later , i forced her to give the phone and found evidence
When I was 12, my godmother and I talked about going on a trip to Egypt. For literal years we discussed it and had it planned out for when I was 16.
I turned 16 and I remember just having a horrible feeling. I called her and asked if we could go to Italy instead. I was taking Italian in school and she was absolutely down to change our plans.
I remember getting into the hotel room in Rome, turning on the TV. It was the 2011 Egyptian Revolution. I don’t know enough about the revolution to comment on it, I can only say shit was pretty chaotic. It would not have been very safe for a 16 year old and her 65 year old godmother.
I have no idea what compelled me to change my mind, but I’ve never had such a strong gut feeling before or since.
I saw a little girl walking down the street with her dog. This wasn’t strange as there’s a school just down the street and lots of families in the neighborhood. And it was warm so I think schools were on break. Nevertheless, I’d seen lots of kids walking the sidewalk. Still, something felt off. I had the urge to approach and check on her but decided not to for whatever reason. Maybe I didn’t want to come off as creepy? Maybe I was overthinking things (I did have a then-recent history of some mild manic behavior). Still, I went inside my work and showed my coworker the girl through the window and told her something felt off. 30 minutes later my coworker shows me a post of a local woman pleading for help because her daughter ran away from home with their dog. She attached a picture and sure enough it was the girl. The little girl was found safe and returned to her family. But still, was she in a bad home situation and maybe me talking to her would have helped or gotten her help in some way? I think God gave me that experience so I’ll never question that instinct to intervene again.
Foi algo inexplicavel!!
Eu tinha 15 anos e estava apaixonadinha por um menino de uma turma mais velha. Ele devia ter uns 17.
A sala da turma dele dava para ver de onde eu sentava da minha sala.
Um dia eu estava viajando na maionese, sonhando acordada que ele estava saindo da sala dele e indo me ver na minha sala. Detalhe: a gente nao se falava e mal se conhecia.
Não passaram nem 3 minutos ele saiu da sala dele e veio andando pelo corredor e chegou na porta da minha sala DO JEITINHO QUE EU ESTAVA IMAGINANDO!!! Ele pediu para me chamar !
Meu coração acelerou muito!
Fui nele e ele queria me entregar um recado do professor que estava na turma dele (eu era chefe de turma e ele também)
Até hoje isso me intriga muito! Não sei se foi premonição ou intuição do que iria acontecer (por mais imprevisivel que fosse)
I always have a strong gut when I meet a person for the first time. Instantly makes me like or dislike them – never in neutral area.
When I mentioned about instantly disliking a friends spouse to my husband, he was shocked and taken aback. But months later when he came to the same conclusion.
Realized that my gut about judging a person is spot on.
Back in the mid-late 1990’s, I was on house arrest for some pending drug charges. I didn’t have an ankle monitor, so I of course didn’t stay home. At one point some friends and I were on the way to a dealer’s house to pick up some weed. One the ride there, I suddenly has this really strong feeling like I shouldn’t go. I asked my friends to drop me off at the next corner (we were in the city), which they did. Turns out, the dealer’s house was being surveilled by the police. They were pulling over and arresting everyone that left it.
I knew a guy who seemed a bit too nice, cool, and open. He lived down the street from a friend of mine, when I was around 19-20 he took us hunting a few times. He was in his early 30s, but seemed to enjoy teaching young guys how to hunt. His wife never minded him often spending time with young guys who “needed a positive male role model” instead of their own kids. But I felt I shouldn’t speak openly with him and answer all his questions. We had fun, but I had this gut feeling that he shouldn’t know too much about me.
So anyhow, I found recently that he did 4 years for production and possession of child porn and sexual abuse of children. I knew some of the girls and boys he used. Multiple parents trusted him for years. I used to have a crush on one of the girls he filmed. He recruited the kids bit by bit, he got to know one and got to know their friends and so on. I was in his informal recruitment network, I was driven around in his recruitment truck, I went out to his hunt camp where stuff happened.
But my gut isn’t always right. One of the most positive, influential role models of my 20s turned out to have a thing with offering sex lessons to teen girls. I had no idea.
Had a strange feeling multiple people didn’t like me in a discord group, even tho no one said anything to me other than one person making passive aggressive comments towards me. A couple weeks later I was kicked out for multiple reports from multiple people for reasons I had no idea I was doing at the time, which was misgendering people multiple times, having a username in someone’s image that could have led to doxxing because people were upset with their character’s colors looking too similar to a bad person’s character(from a commission I’m stuck working with), and for ranting too much in a ranting specific tab, and for accidentally ranting some outside of that tab. Apparently I ranted too much about my commission work for a few days, (new to commission work and was dealing with the drama from that one commission) and it made people feel uncomfortable and that they couldn’t use the vent tab anymore. The only one I’ve been told about before I was kicked from the discord for my “sudden change in behavior” was ranting outside the tab, but I’ve seen multiple people in the group do that before and not get removed, just reminded not to do it. Now I don’t want to trust another group that claims to be accepting and welcoming, but then kicks you out to keep the space more welcoming for being mentally ill or uninformed
I had a bad feeling that had started at night and had been persistent throughout the day, I thought I was just feeling anxious because of some false perception but no, my mother and baby brother were in a pretty significant car accident. As soon as I heard the news that feeling dissipated but I had been on edge all day.
Was walking on a trail with my ex near Estes park Colorado and this guy came out of the woods trying to call us over for some beers. (working as a therapist for 5 years and being in the army for 6, this guy had me on edge instantly)
I had been training my ex on self defense, survival, combat etc. His survival skills aren’t the best but he made me proud that day and did what i asked. I told my ex to keep going and told the man that we’re good we don’t drink.
Anyway, the guy kept following us down the trail for the next 15 minutes, I had to do a sort of stop and stare that said “I see you watching us” while holding on to my gun (i conceal carry damned what them national park or letter boys say) and then he disappeared into the trees.
A few days later; the guy was on the news having lured a couple off the trail and killed them.
Went out dancing with my gf at the time to an area that has a bunch of clubs and is generally safe, so long as you stick to the main streets and well lit areas. We were walking back to the car and had just left the main street to walk to the parking lot when I just got this sudden panic feeling and stopped dead in my tracks and started looking around. My gf was like “What? What’s wrong?” I said, “I don’t know, but I feel like we need to go back for a few minutes until more people are around.” So we went back and waited for more people who were walking our direction, but actually a cop car that patrolled the area showed up and I walked over asked him “Can you watch us walk to my car, it’s just right over there, I just feel like there’s someone waiting for us to be alone.” We walked to the car and man with a hoodie and a gun jumped out and demanded our valuables…the cop immediately turned on his lights and siren and his tires started squealing as he sped over, the dude of course immediately bolted. The cops chased after him, I have no idea if they caught him, but had I not had that unexplainable fear and instinct, we would have been robbed, maybe even shot. I still can’t explain how I knew because I didn’t see anyone, I just felt in danger.
Before my university admission, my father repeatedly told me to prepare for the IELTS so that I could go abroad, even though the paperwork would cost a huge amount of money, and we were not financially stable. However, my gut feeling told me that he would never let me leave alone. He is the same man who never allowed me to apply for any university outside my district. How on earth would he let me go abroad alone? Yet, he said he would let me go (he lives abroad & told me that living abroad would be safer than living in another district).
So, I didn’t prepare for the IELTS because I couldn’t bear the thought that, even if I got the chance, I wouldn’t be able to go abroad. My whole life, I’ve wanted to live abroad at all costs. And guess what? He has now admitted that he’ll never let me go abroad unless my husband takes me. I don’t have a husband…
Something felt kind of off about this new friend we were making. They didn’t seem like the type to have hard conversations very well. We ran into an issue a year or so later and I was dead on — they denied 100% of their part in the issue (the argument was over whether or not their kids were saying the n-word. We had screenshots of our group chats with them and even heard that one of their other friends hears them say it routinely at school. They continued to deny it, and eventually the group fell apart).
I knew, KNEW, that I had cancer. I am also pregnant and the outward symptoms were so similar, it would have been so easy to ignore me. Luckily, everyone took me seriously enough to rush me for tests (even as they were reassuring me I was wrong). When the consultant phoned me to tell me I had a mass in my chest he was audibly shocked.
Started chemo this week – me and my baby are gonna get through this!
Far more mundane than these other examples, but I almost always have a really strong sense of time. I will set a timer on my oven to cook things, and without checking the start time I will get up to go back to it about 30 seconds before the alarm sounds. I’m not trying to or anything, something just tells me I should probably go check it out.
The night my GF (at the time) went out with her single friend. There was a whole series of “something’s not right” the entire night, even though I was dismissing it as me being paranoid and I had zero reason to worry. I stayed up waiting for her to text me she was home (She said she would let me know when she got home). Instead of 1 or 2, the text came in at just before 5am. The whole night I felt like something happened, and in the days following. Turns out she fucked a rando from the bar (I never found out until 2 years later when her friend told me that she walked in on them). I had zero evidence to back it up until then. By the time we broke up, she’d been having an affair for at least 7 months that I knew of…it was likely longer.
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At a Dub Reggae night in Leeds, something felt really dodgy and off about the whole atmosphere. Thought I was maybe paranoid from the weed so ignored it.
Half an hour later some dude barges in through the bouncers and sprays bullets around trying to shoot someone.
I had this nagging feeling something was wrong for 6 months but didn’t know what was causing..
Then during a fight, my wife said something which stuck to me and suddenly everything she had done in last few months were in doubt.. buying new bras, waxing her thighs and trimming there, get together with office colleagues.
A week later , i forced her to give the phone and found evidence
When I was 12, my godmother and I talked about going on a trip to Egypt. For literal years we discussed it and had it planned out for when I was 16.
I turned 16 and I remember just having a horrible feeling. I called her and asked if we could go to Italy instead. I was taking Italian in school and she was absolutely down to change our plans.
I remember getting into the hotel room in Rome, turning on the TV. It was the 2011 Egyptian Revolution. I don’t know enough about the revolution to comment on it, I can only say shit was pretty chaotic. It would not have been very safe for a 16 year old and her 65 year old godmother.
I have no idea what compelled me to change my mind, but I’ve never had such a strong gut feeling before or since.
I saw a little girl walking down the street with her dog. This wasn’t strange as there’s a school just down the street and lots of families in the neighborhood. And it was warm so I think schools were on break. Nevertheless, I’d seen lots of kids walking the sidewalk. Still, something felt off. I had the urge to approach and check on her but decided not to for whatever reason. Maybe I didn’t want to come off as creepy? Maybe I was overthinking things (I did have a then-recent history of some mild manic behavior). Still, I went inside my work and showed my coworker the girl through the window and told her something felt off. 30 minutes later my coworker shows me a post of a local woman pleading for help because her daughter ran away from home with their dog. She attached a picture and sure enough it was the girl. The little girl was found safe and returned to her family. But still, was she in a bad home situation and maybe me talking to her would have helped or gotten her help in some way? I think God gave me that experience so I’ll never question that instinct to intervene again.
Foi algo inexplicavel!!
Eu tinha 15 anos e estava apaixonadinha por um menino de uma turma mais velha. Ele devia ter uns 17.
A sala da turma dele dava para ver de onde eu sentava da minha sala.
Um dia eu estava viajando na maionese, sonhando acordada que ele estava saindo da sala dele e indo me ver na minha sala. Detalhe: a gente nao se falava e mal se conhecia.
Não passaram nem 3 minutos ele saiu da sala dele e veio andando pelo corredor e chegou na porta da minha sala DO JEITINHO QUE EU ESTAVA IMAGINANDO!!! Ele pediu para me chamar !
Meu coração acelerou muito!
Fui nele e ele queria me entregar um recado do professor que estava na turma dele (eu era chefe de turma e ele também)
Até hoje isso me intriga muito! Não sei se foi premonição ou intuição do que iria acontecer (por mais imprevisivel que fosse)
Those guys from Code Blue/Chris Hanson kicking themselves on this question XD
Not once but twice a woman has been talking to me and I’ve snapped my fingers and declared:
>“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?”
Both times I’ve been right; 4-6 weeks along, far too early to be showing.
It’s the world’s most useless superpower.
I always have a strong gut when I meet a person for the first time. Instantly makes me like or dislike them – never in neutral area.
When I mentioned about instantly disliking a friends spouse to my husband, he was shocked and taken aback. But months later when he came to the same conclusion.
Realized that my gut about judging a person is spot on.
Back in the mid-late 1990’s, I was on house arrest for some pending drug charges. I didn’t have an ankle monitor, so I of course didn’t stay home. At one point some friends and I were on the way to a dealer’s house to pick up some weed. One the ride there, I suddenly has this really strong feeling like I shouldn’t go. I asked my friends to drop me off at the next corner (we were in the city), which they did. Turns out, the dealer’s house was being surveilled by the police. They were pulling over and arresting everyone that left it.
I knew a guy who seemed a bit too nice, cool, and open. He lived down the street from a friend of mine, when I was around 19-20 he took us hunting a few times. He was in his early 30s, but seemed to enjoy teaching young guys how to hunt. His wife never minded him often spending time with young guys who “needed a positive male role model” instead of their own kids. But I felt I shouldn’t speak openly with him and answer all his questions. We had fun, but I had this gut feeling that he shouldn’t know too much about me.
So anyhow, I found recently that he did 4 years for production and possession of child porn and sexual abuse of children. I knew some of the girls and boys he used. Multiple parents trusted him for years. I used to have a crush on one of the girls he filmed. He recruited the kids bit by bit, he got to know one and got to know their friends and so on. I was in his informal recruitment network, I was driven around in his recruitment truck, I went out to his hunt camp where stuff happened.
But my gut isn’t always right. One of the most positive, influential role models of my 20s turned out to have a thing with offering sex lessons to teen girls. I had no idea.
Had a strange feeling multiple people didn’t like me in a discord group, even tho no one said anything to me other than one person making passive aggressive comments towards me. A couple weeks later I was kicked out for multiple reports from multiple people for reasons I had no idea I was doing at the time, which was misgendering people multiple times, having a username in someone’s image that could have led to doxxing because people were upset with their character’s colors looking too similar to a bad person’s character(from a commission I’m stuck working with), and for ranting too much in a ranting specific tab, and for accidentally ranting some outside of that tab. Apparently I ranted too much about my commission work for a few days, (new to commission work and was dealing with the drama from that one commission) and it made people feel uncomfortable and that they couldn’t use the vent tab anymore. The only one I’ve been told about before I was kicked from the discord for my “sudden change in behavior” was ranting outside the tab, but I’ve seen multiple people in the group do that before and not get removed, just reminded not to do it. Now I don’t want to trust another group that claims to be accepting and welcoming, but then kicks you out to keep the space more welcoming for being mentally ill or uninformed
I had a bad feeling that had started at night and had been persistent throughout the day, I thought I was just feeling anxious because of some false perception but no, my mother and baby brother were in a pretty significant car accident. As soon as I heard the news that feeling dissipated but I had been on edge all day.
I have read all of theese, rwmind me when there are more answers!!
Was walking on a trail with my ex near Estes park Colorado and this guy came out of the woods trying to call us over for some beers. (working as a therapist for 5 years and being in the army for 6, this guy had me on edge instantly)
I had been training my ex on self defense, survival, combat etc. His survival skills aren’t the best but he made me proud that day and did what i asked. I told my ex to keep going and told the man that we’re good we don’t drink.
Anyway, the guy kept following us down the trail for the next 15 minutes, I had to do a sort of stop and stare that said “I see you watching us” while holding on to my gun (i conceal carry damned what them national park or letter boys say) and then he disappeared into the trees.
A few days later; the guy was on the news having lured a couple off the trail and killed them.
Went out dancing with my gf at the time to an area that has a bunch of clubs and is generally safe, so long as you stick to the main streets and well lit areas. We were walking back to the car and had just left the main street to walk to the parking lot when I just got this sudden panic feeling and stopped dead in my tracks and started looking around. My gf was like “What? What’s wrong?” I said, “I don’t know, but I feel like we need to go back for a few minutes until more people are around.” So we went back and waited for more people who were walking our direction, but actually a cop car that patrolled the area showed up and I walked over asked him “Can you watch us walk to my car, it’s just right over there, I just feel like there’s someone waiting for us to be alone.” We walked to the car and man with a hoodie and a gun jumped out and demanded our valuables…the cop immediately turned on his lights and siren and his tires started squealing as he sped over, the dude of course immediately bolted. The cops chased after him, I have no idea if they caught him, but had I not had that unexplainable fear and instinct, we would have been robbed, maybe even shot. I still can’t explain how I knew because I didn’t see anyone, I just felt in danger.
Before my university admission, my father repeatedly told me to prepare for the IELTS so that I could go abroad, even though the paperwork would cost a huge amount of money, and we were not financially stable. However, my gut feeling told me that he would never let me leave alone. He is the same man who never allowed me to apply for any university outside my district. How on earth would he let me go abroad alone? Yet, he said he would let me go (he lives abroad & told me that living abroad would be safer than living in another district).
So, I didn’t prepare for the IELTS because I couldn’t bear the thought that, even if I got the chance, I wouldn’t be able to go abroad. My whole life, I’ve wanted to live abroad at all costs. And guess what? He has now admitted that he’ll never let me go abroad unless my husband takes me. I don’t have a husband…
felt like the car behind me was going to hit me so I moved over to the next lane and he hit the car that was originally in front of me.
Something felt kind of off about this new friend we were making. They didn’t seem like the type to have hard conversations very well. We ran into an issue a year or so later and I was dead on — they denied 100% of their part in the issue (the argument was over whether or not their kids were saying the n-word. We had screenshots of our group chats with them and even heard that one of their other friends hears them say it routinely at school. They continued to deny it, and eventually the group fell apart).
I knew, KNEW, that I had cancer. I am also pregnant and the outward symptoms were so similar, it would have been so easy to ignore me. Luckily, everyone took me seriously enough to rush me for tests (even as they were reassuring me I was wrong). When the consultant phoned me to tell me I had a mass in my chest he was audibly shocked.
Started chemo this week – me and my baby are gonna get through this!
Far more mundane than these other examples, but I almost always have a really strong sense of time. I will set a timer on my oven to cook things, and without checking the start time I will get up to go back to it about 30 seconds before the alarm sounds. I’m not trying to or anything, something just tells me I should probably go check it out.
Woodstock “99 choosing to get up early & pack the car in the morning on the last day before shtf. A stroke of genius!
The night my GF (at the time) went out with her single friend. There was a whole series of “something’s not right” the entire night, even though I was dismissing it as me being paranoid and I had zero reason to worry. I stayed up waiting for her to text me she was home (She said she would let me know when she got home). Instead of 1 or 2, the text came in at just before 5am. The whole night I felt like something happened, and in the days following. Turns out she fucked a rando from the bar (I never found out until 2 years later when her friend told me that she walked in on them). I had zero evidence to back it up until then. By the time we broke up, she’d been having an affair for at least 7 months that I knew of…it was likely longer.