Do we ever really find out why things happen?
I used to believe every struggle had to come with a clear explanation, like life was handing out lessons I was supposed to decode. But not everything makes sense right away and some things may never fully. The reason might be growth, redirection, or simply proof that I can keep going even when I feel like giving up. Maybe the point isn’t to figure it out immediately, but to trust that even the hardest seasons are shaping me into someone stronger, softer, and more self-aware. What’s something in your life that didn’t make sense at first, but later revealed its reason?
2025/9/30 Edited to
I used to obsess over the 'why' but now I try to focus on the 'what next?' It's a game changer.