I Feel Like I Lost Myself Novels & Stories

Like pieces of a life I couldn't get back. I swallowed hard, feeling that familiar heaviness settle deeper into my chest. Maybe I hadn't just lost things. Maybe somewhere along the way, I had lost myself, too. And standing there alone in that enormous gallery, surrounded by paintings and silence, I couldn't help wondering just how much of myself I had lost... That I couldn't even remember the life I once lived.

Could I trust myself? “You make it sound so simple,” I murmured, shaking my head as I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. “But it’s not. You don’t know what it’s like to feel lost, to not know who you are anymore. To feel like everything you thought you knew is a lie.”

lost my way. I couldn't help but let out a bitter, hollow laugh. What an irony! I tried hard to be a good child, but my parents regarded me as a rebel. The first time in my life that I tried to fight for myself... and now I had lost everything. Was I destined to be like this always? To never have anything? The rain beat down on me like slaps on my already morbid flushing face. The water was cooling on my skin, but I felt like I was burning from the inside.

I sung losing myself in his words. I felt good, happy in this moment. I was enjoying myself to witch it felt like I hadn’t done in an eternity.

“Yeah. Sometimes. Especially at the beginning. But this… this Paris thing? It feels right. Like it’s finally my turn, you know?” I nodded slowly. “That’s amazing.” “But you don’t feel that way, do you?” he asked, turning to face me. I hesitated. “I don’t know what I feel. I used to be so sure. About architecture. About my future. But lately, everything feels foggy. Like I’m walking through someone else’s life.” Liam sat beside me. “Barbie…” “I feel lost,” I whispered. “And it’s not your fault. It’s not anyone’s fault. I just… I don’t know who I am outside of everything anymore.”

My mind felt like a jumble of conflicting thoughts, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was running in circles. With a heavy sigh, I whispered to herself, "I'm tired of this. I can't keep going like this, feeling lost and unsure." The truth hung in the air, a reflection of my growing weariness. I had always been one to confront challenges head-on, to find solutions and chart a course forward. But this time, it felt different. The path ahead was obscured by fog, and I couldn't see my way through.

I whispered to myself. Leaving I was supposed to be where I was but someone raised a tarpaulin that stole my attention. "Can You Be My Girlfriend Lexa Mae Santiago?" I was unaware that my tears were falling. I never expected to experience something like this. I never thought a man would do this to me.

Did I feel something more for Isla than I thought? I pulled out the black box that had the engagement ring in. She was halfway down the runway by now, it was time to start following after her. I took one step forward and felt weird. No, it wasn't a sudden realization that I started to love someone else besides myself. It felt like how I imagined my biggest fear coming alive. I was fading from existence. I watched as everything around me disappeared into the dark, Isla was the last light I saw before everything was gone.

She said, sniffing between words. "No, don't say that; you have everything to live for. You…" "I have nothing to leave for!" She interupted. "Do you know how it feels not to make your own choices, and have the freedom you deserve? Do you know how it feels to lose the only person who understands you the most? Do you know how it feels to be banned from being with the one person that your heart yields for? If you do, you won't be telling me this right now." She wailed.

She repeated. I felt helpless and I comforted her. She already had a mate and she was broken. But unknowingly she also broke me.