I am wrong.
I'm wrong more often than I'd like to admit.
This has been a humbling lesson that took me years to accept. When I was younger, I was stubbornly convinced of my correctness. I thought I had all the answers.
If someone disagreed with me, I assumed they were misinformed or ignorant. I had so much to learn about the world, yet I believed my limited experience and perspective gave me an almost omniscient understanding.
How wrong I was.
As I've grown older, gained more knowledge, and been exposed to new ideas, new people, and broad viewpoints, I've come to understand the narrowness of my previous thinking.
The world is far more complex, nuanced, and mysterious than my younger self comprehended. There are always different angles to consider, new information to uncover, and wiser perspectives to understand.
I now know that strong convictions do not always equate to truth.
While being wrong used to feel like a weakness, I now see it as a strength. It requires humility and courage to admit we don't know as much as we think. There is profound freedom in letting go of the need to be right all the time.
This doesn't mean abandoning principles and ethics. Some things are still clearly right or wrong. But so much requires nuance, open-mindedness, and continual reassessment.
I'm wiser today than yesterday.
And I hope I can see things from a new perspective tomorrow.
So, my friends, the pursuit of truth requires first admitting our falsehoods. Therein lies the growth path.