Letting Go of the Life You Thought You Would Have

There’s a quiet kind of grief that never makes it to the surface. It doesn’t come with a funeral. No one shows up with casseroles or flowers. No one checks in to ask how you’re holding up.

But it’s there—lingering beneath the polished surface of a life that, from the outside, seems perfectly fine.

It’s the grief of waking up one morning and realizing that the life you thought you’d be living—the one you planned for, hoped for, maybe even worked yourself to the bone for—somehow slipped away.