Dear Me, It’s Okay to Feel Lost Sometimes

 — A Letter to the Version of Me That’s Still Trying

Dear Me,

I know you're tired.
Not just the kind of tired that sleep can fix — but the kind that settles in your chest, quietly, making everything feel heavier than it should.

You've been holding yourself together while trying to hold the world around you too. You smile, because that's what everyone expects. You keep moving, because stopping feels like surrender. But the truth is… you don’t have to have it all figured out right now.

It’s okay if you're not sure where you're heading.
It’s okay if the light feels dim today.
It’s okay if all you can manage is breathing through the next few hours.

Lost doesn’t mean broken.
It means you’re in between.
Between who you were and who you're becoming.
And that space — though confusing — is sacred. It’s the soil of transformation.

So breathe, dear heart.
Pause when you need to.
Cry if the tears ask to fall.
There is no shame in feeling deeply. There is only strength in facing yourself with honesty.

And remember this:
You are not behind.
You are not failing.
You are simply unfolding.
Slowly. Quietly. Beautifully.

With grace and love,
— Me
✨