If you’re reading this it’s because you’re either a regular TDY visitor or your googled something like, “I feel lost.”
Either way, I’m with you. I too feel lost. I’m living alongside that unsettling, gnawing, won’t stop bugging me feeling. It doesn’t let me sit long enough to find some kind of peace, which then makes me feel more lost.
It’s a never ending cycle, amiright?
I don’t have any answers, but I have been trying to repeat to myself that if I’m lost it means that there’s a chance to be found. I’m lost but I’m not a lost case. That feeling in my stomach will one day be less present or it will morph into butterflies that I can totally handle.
Until they turn into butterflies though, I’ll just take life day by day. I’ll make it a point to not stress too much about what I’m “supposed” to be doing and focus more on this being where I’m meant to be right now.
It’s all a girl can do.