There was a time when I desperately wanted to be understood. I wanted people to know my intentions, to see who I really was, to recognize the logic behind my actions. And every time someone misjudged me, it hurt. It felt unfair. It felt personal.
But then I realized something important:
Other people don’t see the world as it is — they see it as they are.
If someone sees you as a threat, it’s because they live in fear.
If someone sees you as competition, it’s because they live in insecurity.
If someone sees you as foolish, it’s because they don’t understand your path.
So why should my identity depend on their perspective? Why should the self I am becoming be shaped by someone who hasn’t even found themselves yet?
I started caring less about being understood and caring more about being aligned—aligned with God, aligned with nature, aligned with the part of me that knows truth when it sees it.
I no longer live to prove myself.
I live to refine myself.
I’m not becoming who others think I should be.
I’m becoming who I was meant to be.