@kazani
I think one of the biggest sources of unnecessary suffering is how confidently we fill in missing information.
A friend seems distant.
A message goes unanswered.
Someone's tone changes slightly.
And almost immediately the mind starts writing a story.
Maybe they're upset.
Maybe you did something wrong.
Maybe the relationship is changing.
Maybe this is the beginning of an ending.
What's strange is how quickly those stories start feeling like facts.
Even when they're built almost entirely from conjecture.
I've done this more times than I can count.
Spent days emotionally reacting to explanations that existed only inside my own head.
Then reality arrives and turns out to be something completely different.
A family emergency.
A bad week.
Simple distraction.
I think uncertainty is harder for people than bad news sometimes.
At least bad news gives the mind something solid to stand on.
Uncertainty leaves empty space.
And human beings seem almost biologically compelled to fill empty space with narrative.
Most of the time, the story hurts more than the truth ever would.
Which is why peace often begins with a surprisingly simple sentence:
I don't know what's happening yet.