When you’re young, you think you know everything.
At least, I thought I did. I spent hours trying to verbalize the truths of the world I claimed I knew. Then I’d spend hours correcting, admitting fault, and rewriting that said truth.
I find myself constantly reflecting and changing, which also brought upon internal confliction and pain.
Those growing pains are now vital parts of me, expanding my inner world and telling me that the growth doesn’t end here.
When you’re a little older, you admit you don’t know everything.
There will be a time where the pain is enough to break down the ego. The ego says “I know everything,” but pain reminds the ego that it doesn’t.
To retain some sense of self after experiencing pain, I, like many others, admit that I don’t know everything, but I do know some things. For example, I know how to market something, but I don’t know how to fashion design or do computer engineering. I know how to write a blog, but I don’t know how to write a fiction novel.
This is the step where we see the world with wider lenses, questioning what we thought we knew and keeping an open mind to being wrong.
When you’re much older, you admit you don’t know anything at all.
After experiencing more growth and challenges, you still think you know some things, but the world constantly surprises you with the endless lessons that rebuts that.
You disappoint yourself expecting to know something about life and the world, just to find out you know absolutely nothing.
Although that step may be painful, it is tremendously freeing.
You start to live your life differently, more wholeheartedly and openly. No longer are there anything holding you back from living your life fully and completely.
If I may ask, where are YOU in this timeline? I think I’m happily in the space of I don’t know anything at all.