The beauty in NOT "having it all figured out"
There’s this suffocating false reality lingering around, the one that depicts happiness as a means of knowing; where you want to be, with whom you want to be with, what you want to do. For the average person who is constantly changing, these things change often! So why is happiness measured by a constantly changing variable? Seems ass backwards right? My sentiments exactly. So here’s what I’ve learned about myself in finding peace with NOT having it all figured out. YOU DON’T HAVE TO! Stop feeling like you do.