Perplexed

Some events rattle you. They perplex you. There’s no ready-made answer, no quick solution — just this unsettled state of mind that parks itself in your chest and refuses to leave.

I wish I knew why some things happen the way they do. Why some people act the way they act. And I don’t say that from a place of arrogance — like I have all the answers and this particular situation just doesn’t fit my framework. No. I say it because I genuinely don’t know. That’s the perplexion. That’s the disturbance.

But here’s what I’ve learned: in those moments — when you feel like screaming, when your stomach is rattling with nerves — curiosity can be a different kind of response. Not a fix. Not a resolution. Just a turn toward inquiry instead of reaction.

It won’t always make things make sense. But it might make it easier to find your way.

When you’re in the middle of something that genuinely disturbs or perplexes you, what helps you shift from reaction to curiosity — and has that shift ever led you somewhere unexpected?