It's true that holding your convictions when the world questions them requires a certain kind of courage. But courage doesn't mean you don't feel the weight of standing alone. It doesn't mean you don't sometimes wish for people who just got it, who didn't make you explain yourself, who saw the world the way you do without you having to convince them first. 😔

I've built a life that's very aligned with what I believe in, and that's good. But I've done it in a way that's also very solitary. And I'm realizing that maybe actual strength isn't about how perfectly you can stand alone. Maybe it's also about how honestly you can admit that you need people. That you need to be understood. That belief without community starts to feel hollow, even if you're right. 🌿

Is my commitment to truth actually serving me, or have I made it into a way of protecting myself from the vulnerability of truly connecting with people? I think I need to sit with that question. 💙