You have a job, some friends, maybe a relationship, a few projects in mind.
You smile, reply to messages, seem present.
Yet inside, something creaks.
It’s not a breakdown or a drama. Just a subtle, constant feeling of being disconnected from yourself.
Like life is flowing, and you’re watching it from behind glass.
Everything works, you’re holding it together, but you don’t really feel inside your life.
Try to explain it, and it’s hard—there’s no clear problem, no emergency to face.
So you tell yourself there’s nothing wrong, that "everything’s fine," you're just tired, it's just a phase.
But the truth is, when you live too long disconnected from yourself, something starts to ask for attention.
Through anxiety, frustration, and a sadness with no name.
Often, the cause isn’t outside, but inside, in the invisible patterns that make you say “yes” when you want to say “no.”
In automatic thoughts that make you feel wrong, even when no one’s judging.