I Don’t Argue with Reality

There’s a quiet kind of power in not arguing with reality.

It doesn’t mean I like everything that happens. It doesn’t mean I condone harm or avoid change. But I’ve learned that the energy I used to spend resisting what is—wishing things were different, spinning in frustration, or getting stuck in “shoulds”—rarely moved me forward.

Reality doesn’t ask for our approval. It just is.

And when I stop arguing with it, something remarkable happens: I make space. Space to respond, instead of react. Space to choose a next step rooted in clarity, not denial. Space to take aligned action instead of fighting an invisible enemy called "how it should have been."

Accepting reality isn’t giving up. It’s stepping into the moment as it truly is—unfiltered, unsweetened—and saying, “Okay. Now what?”

Because from that place, almost anything becomes possible.

With love,
Marine Sélénée 

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