I came across a quote from Dostoevsky which said, “The greatest form of slavery is the hunger for being understood by others.” And it got me thinking about how much we actually try to fit in and be accepted by everyone. How much energy we are wasting trying to get people to understand our decisions and the “why” behind our actions.
I can definitely relate to that, as I often feel like I need to justify myself and explain my actions, otherwise people might think less of me or see me differently than they used to. But isn’t that a constant, never-ending battle?
Deep down, I think we all know we can’t control other people’s perspective of us—and we shouldn’t try to anyway. So isn’t it just a waste of time? At the end of the day, who are we to control what others think? And why do we let it change us if someone doesn’t understand us?
I believe we need to have a clear conscience and be aware of why we are doing the things we’re doing. As long as we know, that should be enough. What better anchor to ground ourselves than us? Who is the one person who will be with you until the very end? It’s you.
Having said that, there is also a very fine line between accepting ourselves and being ignorant towards others. Everyone deserves an explanation—especially the people we love. The way I see it, when someone truly tries to understand us, we can share our perspective. But it is entirely up to them whether they understand it or accept it.
The power lies in letting them do whatever they want with that information.
And that is what freedom is.


