Recognition

To be unseen when one is away reveals how fragile one’s presence is. We often believe our work and sincerity will continue to speak for us. True pain arises not from being forgotten, but from realizing how easily one can be. Perhaps this is life’s way of teaching us the quiet art of working without the need to be remembered.

I have come to understand one of my problems. I care for recognition. It is not fame that I seek, but acknowledgment that what I did mattered. When recognition doesn’t come, I feel invisible. Perhaps one day, I will be free from it.