I used to think I’d finally become the person I was meant to be once I had everything figured out. But that’s a trap. Because life keeps moving. We keep growing. And every answer opens the door to another question. I’m not where I was a year ago. I’m not as lost. I’m not carrying the same weight. I can see that now. Do I still want more clarity? Absolutely. But maybe clarity isn’t something you arrive at. Maybe it’s something you earn by taking the next step before you can see the whole path. I’m learning to stop making peace dependent on certainty. To trust that I know enough for today. And maybe that’s all any of us ever really have. The journey isn’t about finally having it all figured out. It’s about becoming the kind of person who keeps walking anyway.