Sometimes not knowing where to begin is actually the best place to start.
I’ve learned that the moment you admit “I don’t know what comes next” is often the moment you stop lying to yourself. It’s the point where you finally drop the pressure to have everything figured out and allow yourself to be human. For me, beginning again didn’t come with a clear plan or confidence. It came with exhaustion, honesty, and a quiet realization that staying where I was would cost me more than trying something new.
The most important thing wasn’t knowing the steps. It was wanting something better for my life. Wanting peace. Wanting growth. Wanting to feel like myself again.
Beginning again doesn’t start with answers , it starts with courage. With choosing yourself even when the path is unclear. And somehow, once you take that first uncertain step, the way begins to reveal itself.