The Quest for Thought

I’ve often been told what to write and what not to write, what to post and what not to post. And I gave in to that “advice” without really understanding whether it was actually beneficial for me.

There will always be people who offer advice about your life — even those close to you — but not all of it is worth taking. Because your identity is your own, and no one else’s.

It feels like I’m constantly juggling multiple versions of myself, because everyone seems to have a problem with something or the other I do, and with each criticism, another version of me is born. In this façade of reality, I’ve started to forget who I truly am and what my purpose was. I’ve abandoned things halfway just because someone called them stupid or not worth it. And when that comes from someone close, it hurts in a way that’s hard to put into words.

Lately, I’ve been trying to understand myself better: where I fit, what I truly like, and most importantly, who stands by me even when I have nothing to offer them.

This isn’t a rant. These are just feelings I don’t yet know how to express.

PS: I know how em-dash work, this is not AI generated.