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The illusion of clarity

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 line.

It’s a feeling.. A fleeting one.

It comes and goes like sunlight between clouds; beautiful when it shines, but impossible to hold.


We’re all waiting for the day when we finally feel like we know what we’re doing.

But maybe that’s the biggest myth we were sold.

That we’re supposed to "figure it out" by 25… or 30… or ever.

But the truth is most of us are making it up as we go.

We’re carrying invisible weights, smiling through silent fears, pretending we have a map when we’re really just hoping the next step doesn’t fall out from under us.

And maybe that’s okay.

Maybe clarity isn’t about certainty.

Maybe it’s just about presence.

Choosing to stay - here, now; even when things don’t make perfect sense.


Maybe the point isn’t to figure it all out, but to feel it all, to live it anyway, to keep showing up when everything inside you wants to hide.

So if you’re lost right now; 

Not broken, not failing, just… lost -

I want you to know something.

You're not behind.

You're not late.

You’re just human.

And if you never fully “figure it out,” but you loved, tried, rested, failed, grew, hurt, started again…

Then maybe, just maybe, that is the point.

Wishing you a great day ahead.

Thank you :)


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