You Don’t Owe the World an Explanation

There are days when your silence will be louder than your speech. Days when surviving will be your only revolution. On those days, remember: you do not owe the world an explanation.

You don’t have to explain why you left.
Why you stayed.
Why your voice shakes.
Why your hands stopped writing.
Why you don’t smile in family photographs.

This world has trained us to justify everything. To shrink our stories into palatable soundbites. But what if your healing cannot be packaged? What if your grief has no footnotes?

You are allowed to rest in your own ambiguity.
You are allowed to evolve without announcement.
You are allowed to be quietly free.

Your existence, your pain, your softness — they are not open cases. You’re not a courtroom witness or a charity case or a timeline someone needs to understand. You are allowed to be a question that is never answered.

And maybe that is your greatest power.