I want to talk about something that has been living in me for a while now — this feeling of being lost. Not in a dramatic way. Not in a “my life is falling apart” way. But in a quiet, strange way. Like I’m floating between places, between versions of myself, trying to find where I truly belong.
The truth is, I don’t have all the answers right now. I often wake up wondering where this road will take me. Sometimes I feel excitement. Sometimes I feel fear. Sometimes I feel nothing at all — just stillness and waiting. For a while, I thought this meant something was wrong with me. That maybe I should already “have it all figured out.” That I should know exactly what I want to do, how I want to live, where I’m going.
But something changed a few days ago.
I was driving back from a basketball training session with the head of physiotherapy. We started talking about summer plans. I told him, honestly, “I think I’m going on a trip… a self-discovery trip. Because, to be real, I feel lost.”
He didn’t laugh. He just said something simple that I will never forget:
“To feel lost is a sign that you’re not average.”
That sentence landed deep. He went on to explain:
People who work 9 to 5 from the age of 20 to 70, they live in predictability. They know what’s coming next — their paycheck, their routine, their days. They don’t really have to question what they’re doing, because the structure is already there. They might feel tired or bored sometimes, but they’re not lost — because the path is already laid out for them.
And there’s nothing wrong with that, by the way.
If working a 9 to 5 job brings you joy, peace, and fulfillment — that’s beautiful. That’s your path.
But for some of us… that path feels too tight.
Too known.
Too far from our real nature.
For people like us, the ones who dream a little too much, who feel things a little too deeply — being lost is a part of becoming. It’s not a punishment. It’s not proof you’re doing something wrong. It’s actually a sign that you’re trying to change something. That you’re searching. That you’re awake enough to question the life you were told to live.
Feeling lost is a kind of feeling where you are standing on the edge of the known world, and choosing not to go back.
You don’t know what’s ahead — but you can’t pretend anymore that the old way is enough. You want more.
More meaning.
More truth.
More life.
And that takes courage. So if you’re in this space too — feeling a little lost, unsure, tired of pretending you’re okay when you’re not — I see you.
You’re not broken.
You’re not behind.
You’re just different.
And maybe… just maybe, that’s your biggest strength.
Because the ones who feel lost are the ones brave enough to look for something real.
And I believe we’ll find it.
Together.
