Feeling Lost Isn’t Poetic — It Feels Like Failure
Everyone talks about feeling lost like it’s poetic.
But it mostly just feels like failure.
Every day, I sat at home, watching one TV show after the other and scrolling endlessly on social media. It gave me a feeling of relaxing, of unwinding and letting go of all my tension.
At least so I thought.
Because it didn’t.
Comfort Was Just a Disguise for Procrastination
I was just comfortable. Sitting there, doing nothing, procrastinating. I didn’t get anything done.
I just lay there, folded into myself like a human question mark, thinking:
“Oh, I still have to do my laundry.”
“I should really get started on studying soon…”
But I didn’t.
And I couldn’t.
And I kept wondering why.
Why couldn’t I just get up and do my laundry?
Why couldn’t I just get to the desk and start writing?
Then I had the answer:
That’s just who I was.
Too lazy.
Too stupid.
Too unimportant.
So I sat back down.
Because honestly — what was the point in trying?
I’d fail anyway…
The Spiral of Self-Doubt
So there I was — day in, day out — existing on my couch like my life depended on it.
There was so much to do, it felt impossible to start. At this point, I can’t even remember how long every single day of my life looked like that.
Must’ve been months.
And then one day, it hit me:
I wasn’t lazy. I was lost.
I Knew I Was Lost. But Now What?
But now what? I was still on my couch. Still procrastinating.
So I started panicking.
What should I do?
How can I get out of this?
I don’t want to feel this way any longer.
What am I going to do with my life?
I started opening up to friends. Slowly. But it cracked something open.
We’re All a Little Lost Sometimes
I wasn’t the only one not having their shit together.
They told me they didn’t know what they were doing either — 90% of the time.
And you know what? I didn’t think any less of them. Not even for a second.
It actually made me appreciate them more. I felt more connected. I felt less alone.
I realized:
We’re all lost sometimes.
We all have things to figure out.
But it looks different for everyone.
Some people are better at dealing with life than others.
That doesn’t make me (nor you!) any less worthy.
I Still Don’t Have It Together — But I Got Up
And what can I say? I still don’t have it together.
But I got up.
And tomorrow, I’ll get up again.
That’s what it means to fight your way out.
💬 Your Turn
Still feel stuck?
You’re not alone — and you don’t have to stay there.
Leave a comment below and tell me:
What do you wish someone had told you when you felt lost?
Let’s be real together.
Let’s start showing up — one honest conversation at a time.
Love, Em