Perhaps not everything about us is meant to be understood.
There is something beautiful about being unknown. Not misunderstood, not forgotten, simply unknown.We live in a world where everyone wants to be seen, heard, and understood. But perhaps there's freedom in not having to explain every part of ourselves.
You don't owe everyone your story. You don't have to correct every misunderstanding or prove who you really are.
People will always create their own versions of you, based on little pieces of what they see. Let them.
You are allowed to change, to grow, to become someone different without announcing it to the world.
Keep some thoughts to yourself. Keep some dreams private. Let some moments belong only to you.
You are more than what people can see, and you don't have to be fully understood to be whole.
Perhaps that's the art of being unknown.
