I used to believe that one day everything would make sense. That if I just tried hard enough, waited long enough, healed deeply enough, made the right choices.. life would finally click into place. Like a puzzle. Like a perfect picture where everything I’ve ever questioned suddenly becomes clear. I believed in that version of clarity. Like it was a destination. A final stop. A moment I’d wake up and say, "Ah, yes. This is it. I’ve figured it out." But here’s what no one told me; that moment never really comes. No matter how far you’ve come, how much you’ve grown, or how deeply you’ve healed - there will still be uncertainty; there will still be moments when you wonder if you’re on the right path, or if you’re just surviving another day in a life you once dreamed of. Some days you’ll feel aligned and powerful. Other days you’ll feel like you're drifting, detached from everything you thought you wanted. And both are real. Both are true. Because clarity isn't a finish li...
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