How to Find Yourself When You Feel Lost in Transition

Because that ache in your chest isn’t confusion—it’s the sacred space where your new story begins.

Someone I love once shared with me that her most painful seasons weren’t the ones where everything was falling apart, but the ones where nothing made sense—yet.

The old story had ended.
The new one hadn’t begun.
And there she was, suspended between the two.

There’s a lot of names for that place— limbo, fog, confusion.

I like to call it the space between stories.

And if you’re in it right now, I want you to know:
You’re not broken. You’re becoming.

The Ache of the In-Between

We live in a world that worships certainty.
Clear plans. Sharp goals. Fast pivots.

So when you don’t know who you are anymore, or what comes next… it’s easy to assume you’ve failed.

But what if the ache you feel isn’t a mistake?
What if it’s the signal that something deeper is shifting?

You’re not lost.
You’re being rewritten.

The Myth We’re Sold

Most people think transformation is a straight line.
Burnout → Breakthrough.
End → Beginning.
Old life → New chapter.

But real change rarely announces itself so neatly.

Sometimes, you don’t get a clear path.
Just silence.
Disorientation.
A version of yourself that you no longer recognize—and no longer want to carry forward.
That’s not failure.
That’s a sacred undoing.

A Moment I Remember

Years ago, I looked around at a life that should’ve felt like a win.
The work I’d dreamed of. The rhythm I’d built. The version of me that had climbed out of the chaos.

But inside?
A low, quiet voice kept whispering in my ear: “This isn’t it anymore.”

That whisper turned into restlessness.
That restlessness turned into stillness.
And in that stillness, a question appeared—
Not from outside, but from the deep center of me:

“Who am I becoming now that I no longer want to be who I was?”

It didn’t come with an answer.
It came with space.
And I learned: space is where the new story begins.

The sacred space where you remember who you are.

What We Miss in the Waiting

In the between, you might feel lazy.
Unclear.
Emotionally foggy.
You might start comparing yourself to everyone who seems to be sprinting ahead.

But friend, let me tell you:

The caterpillar doesn’t become a butterfly by grinding. It dissolves.

There are seasons when your job is not to grow.
Your job is to shed.

Three Questions That Belong Here

Instead of “What should I do next?”
Try:

• What story have I outgrown, but not yet released?

• What parts of me are waiting to be acknowledged before they let go?

• If I trusted that clarity was coming, how would I treat myself differently today?

These aren’t questions to solve.
They’re questions to live in.

This Is Not the End

You’re not at a dead end.
You’re at a threshold.

And thresholds don’t require hustle.
They require presence.

So be here.
Be gentle.
Write. Walk. Light a candle.
Name what’s dissolving.
Let go of the pressure to be figured out.

Because here’s the quiet truth no one tells you:

The new story is already making its way to you.
But first, it needs you to make room.

✉️ The Invitation

If you’re in that middle space between what was and what’s next:
I’d love to walk with you.

This is the kind of space I coach in.
Not with blueprints or fast answers.
But with the kind of questions that rearrange you quietly, from the inside out.

👉 Book a free 1:1 coaching session here.

Because you’re not lost.
You’re in transition.
And the next story?
It’s worth staying for.