maybe life was never about clarity
I really thought life is about clarity. About knowing what I’m doing. Having the ability. Having some kind of direction… and just following it. Like, if I do things right, life will make sense. But these days… I don’t think that’s what life is. I think life is about uncertainty . Like… constantly. Not knowing what’s going to happen next. Not knowing how things will turn out. Not knowing people… even when you think you do. Being okay with not knowing… And the worst part? You can’t control any of it. Not life. Not outcomes. Not people. Especially not people. You can do everything right and still… nothing goes the way you expected. And for the longest time, I kept thinking… life is unfair. Like something is wrong. Something is off. Why is this happening to me? But now it feels like… maybe it’s not unfair. It’s just uncertain. And we are just… here… trying to deal with it. We can only do what we can do. That’s it. We can try. We can show up. We can care. We can make the best decisions with...
