You Followed the Map—But Still Got Lost
You don’t know who you are anymore. And no one’s looking for you.
The Self That Doesn’t Get a Funeral
You did everything right.
Checked every box.
Played the game.
Worked hard, loved well, stayed small when asked.
You made yourself palatable.
Predictable.
Reliable.
And still—
you ended up here.
Untethered.
Unseen.
A ghost in a body that still answers to a name
that doesn’t feel like yours anymore.
You say it aloud sometimes,
just to test the echo.
Just to see if anything in you flinches back into place.
But nothing moves.
Nothing answers.
You’ve lost something.
Not a person.
Not a job.
Not a moment in time.
You lost you.
And there’s no headline for that.
No ritual.
No gathering.
No one says, “I’m sorry you don’t recognize your own reflection anymore.”
But that’s what it is.
You look in the mirror and see someone who survived,
but didn’t arrive.
Someone who kept going,
even after the compass stopped working.
And the grief is sharp—
because no one else notices.
No one else mourns the version of you
that slipped away quietly
in the pursuit of being enough.
You feel like a ghost
haunting the life you built.
Smiling in photos.
Answering messages.
Functioning.
But it’s not you.
Not the you that laughed without calculation.
Not the you that believed in your own becoming.
Not the you that was still intact.
You did everything right.
And still ended up here.
Alone with a name
that feels like it belongs to someone you were forced to become.
You’re grieving a self no one saw die. And no one’s holding a funeral but you.
Still Sitting With It?
Sometimes the ache doesn’t move. It lingers. It asks for more. You don’t have to act yet. You can stay here. Feel deeper. Or follow it into something else that hurts in a different shape.
Stay in This Pain
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They offer truth.
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What you do with pain matters.
You can carry it. Or you can let it change what you still have.
Still Here?
The pain didn’t leave—but maybe you’re ready to walk with it instead of running from it.
Healing doesn’t start with answers. It starts with honesty. And you’ve already proven you can feel this deeply.
Now let’s see what living with it could look like.
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