We say we want fairness.
But maybe what we really crave is proof that we matter.
Fairness often hides a deeper question:
“Am I worthy?”
When someone else gets more, earns more, or is chosen over us, it doesn’t just feel unfair; it feels personal.
Unfairness whispers, “You’re not enough.”
So we chase fairness, hoping it will quiet our fear.
Fear of not being seen as valuable.
Fear that our effort won’t be recognized.
Fear that love or security might run out and that there won’t be enough left for us.
But what if fairness was never the goal?
What if the real invitation is to step beyond comparison : to trust that our worth was never meant to be measured beside someone else’s?
Because fairness compares, but love restores.
Fairness counts, but grace gives freely.
Fairness is fear’s language; love is freedom’s.
The more we trust our own worth, the less we need fairness to prove it.
And that’s when peace begins, not when everything feels even, but when we stop fearing that it won’t.