There’s a comfort in being lost.

It gives us permission to do nothing, to stay in the space of uncertainty, to avoid making mistakes. We convince ourselves that if we don’t know the way forward, we can’t possibly take the wrong step. And so, we linger—waiting, wondering, circling the same thoughts over and over again.

We tell ourselves we need clarity before we can act. That something external must arrive to show us the way—a sign, a breakthrough, someone else’s approval. We pretend we are searching, but in truth, we are standing still.

Because being lost is safer than choosing.

Here’s the thing—being lost is an illusion.

You are not lost. You are waiting.

And beneath the waiting is fear.

Fear of what happens when you take a step and it doesn’t go the way you planned. Fear that you will make a choice and realise it wasn’t the right one. Fear of being seen in the messiness of figuring it out.

But clarity does not come from waiting. It comes from movement.

You don’t need to have the entire path mapped out.

You don’t need to be certain of every detail. You just need to decide that being lost is no longer where you are willing to stay.

Because the truth is, you were never lost to begin with. You were just afraid to trust yourself.