One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned, and perhaps the most helpful, is that truth doesn’t really exist.
Hooo that’s a tough little phrase to write. But I really think it’s true (ha!).
There just aren’t very many absolutes in this world. We’re alive, then we’re dead, right?
I don’t mean this in the philosophical, existential sense. That’s not my expertise. I am not Nietzsche.
When I say there is no truth, I’m saying the things people hold most dearly and are willing to fight to the death for are generally up for debate.
The reason politics and religion make people intolerable is the illusion of truth. Everyone thinks they have the truth, which gives them a convenient excuse to shut themselves off to possible alternatives.
Is there truth in religion? Is there truth in politics? As convinced as you are about your belief, someone on the other side of the world is just as convinced of the opposite.
Hell, someone in your neighborhood is just as convinced.
For me, life is better knowing I don’t have all the answers.
Now I can learn from every interaction. I’m open to what people are saying, what matters to them. Even if – no, especially if – what they say directly contradicts what I believe.
If you had asked me about the truth ten years ago, I would’ve told you that conservative politics are the only way to govern, Christianity is the only true religion, self-improvement is masturbation, I’ll never be a runner, and every meal must be centered around some type of meat.
Once I figured out that life is improved by forward motion of all manner, things changed. I changed.
And now I gladly accept that there’s more to learn and discover in life than I ever imagined.
At first, it was hard. It sucks to recognize mistakes. It’s embarrassing to look back on previous iterations of myself and how passionately assholeish I was about certain beliefs.
Vulnerability can take you down some awkward roads.
But growth is exhilarating. Knowing I can do whatever I want to, be whomever I want to be, is mind-blowing.
I hope I look back on these posts in ten years and shake my head at what a naive little turd I was.
The goalposts move. Life changes. People change. The best people improve as they change. I want to do everything I can to do that, which means learning. Learning means acknowledging that I don’t have all the answers.
It means recognizing that I don’t have the truth, and I kind of hope I never do.