For years, I rushed through life. I threw myself into activities, relationships, and goals—not because I was passionate or driven, but because I was running. Running from the emptiness, the loneliness, and the pain that sat quietly within me. Every morning, I would wake up and fill my time with something—anything—just to avoid facing what was inside.

But here’s the truth: nothing and no one outside of us can truly fill that void. Not money. Not success. Not even love. The only constant, the only source of unconditional love, is God. Everything else? Temporary. Fragile. Fleeting.

We pour so much energy into people, careers, and possessions, believing they’ll last forever. We build entire lives around relationships, families, jobs, and ambitions, striving to keep them alive because it feels like survival depends on it. But the reality? These things fall apart. They always do. Divorce, misunderstandings, death, financial loss—they all remind us that nothing lasts.

True freedom, real happiness, lies in detachment. Not apathy, but an understanding that we own nothing and control no one. Learning to live unattached—to careers, relationships, material success—is the key to peace. It’s not easy. The pain of loss, grief, and letting go is real, and it’s hard. But if you can face that pain, sit with it, and emerge on the other side, you’ll discover a strength and freedom you never thought possible.

We spend so much time reacting to others, hoping they’ll behave a certain way, meet our expectations, or fill the holes in our hearts. But people will always do what they want. Life will always throw curveballs. The secret isn’t controlling them—it’s not letting their actions or the outcomes of situations define your happiness.

When you embrace the impermanence of everything, you stop taking things personally. You stop chasing what won’t last. And you find peace, not in what you hold onto, but in the simple act of letting go.