I Don’t Have All Of The Answers & That’s Okay

“The man who knows something knows that he knows nothing at all.”

Everyone is “woke” these days. I can admit that there have been times in my life in which I fit the mold of the stereotypical poet refashioning and regurgitating empty words of wisdom. Even as I draft this post, I find myself holding back my judgemental tone towards the topic of cliche writers.

Many teens and young adults look to individuals on the internet or in their daily lives who carry this “woke” persona as the keepers of all knowledge who can give them the keys to life. You can find amateur experts on just about any topic in every corner of the internet. However, many people fail to realize that we all have access to information, experiences, and other things that can help us to help ourselves.

I decided to leave the term “woke” in 2016. I am constantly learning and evolving, changing and further developing my stances on certain topics such as sexuality, body image, femininity, health, and spirituality. I used to approach these topics with certainty, and look down on those who did not share my beliefs, but these days I find myself accepting the fact that I don’t know all of the answers.

I decided to end my search for the perfect way to live and just simply live. Throughout my teen and young adult years, I have found myself jumping from one bandwagon to the next and rearranging my entire life in order to fit whichever cliche persona I had decided to take on for the time period. Dropping this way of living has allowed me to gain knowledge from multiple areas and pick and choose the things that fit into my life, analyze the things that I am unsure about, and disregard the things that don’t fit for me. I have also learned to offer my opinions and beliefs without preaching.

Accepting that I don’t have all of the answers has been a relief for me as a lifelong know-it-all. Growing up as the smartest kid in class lead to my battles with perfectionism. I used to feel ashamed whenever I received a bad grade, mispronounced a word, or couldn’t answer a question. Nowadays, I allow myself to make mistakes and to be wrong, and whenever it happens I am able to admit it, accept it, learn from it, and move on, no matter the size of the mistake. For me, being okay with not having all of the answers has been a freeing mentality. I may not be woke, particularly poetic, or a self-help guru, but I am authentic.




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