You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky
There’s no clear beginning.
There’s no moment where it all clicks.
No voice tells you it’s time to start over.
You find yourself in the void. The void left behind when everything that gave your life shape stopped meaning anything.
A void that stays with you wherever you go. Whatever you do.
It fills you with something you can’t explain. It’s not fear. It’s not sadness. Just the sense that something essential is missing.
You feel it in your chest when you try to breathe, in your stomach when you try to eat, in your head when you try to sleep.
And you can’t escape it because there’s nothing left to escape into.
The framework that once held your identity no longer exists.
And what’s left is space.
That space doesn’t feel like a possibility.
It feels like standing in the ruin of something that no longer remembers what it was built for.
You don’t even know what was holding you together.
You only know it’s gone.
And you’re still here.
This is where rebuilding comes into the picture.
You don’t know what it means yet. You only know there is nowhere to return to.
You begin by looking around the remains of what once made sense. Not to fix it. Just to understand where you are.
There’s no momentum. No breakthrough. Just the slow, uneasy work of figuring out how to live without the things that once defined you.
You wake up. You show up. You try things that used to make sense. Sometimes they do. Sometimes they don’t. There’s no formula.
You start choosing one small thing at a time. Pointless, even. Just to feel the edge of being alive in a place that doesn’t feel like yours anymore.
The disgust doesn’t go away. The numbness stays. The noise in your head doesn’t stop.
But you do something. Because there is no other option.
You aren’t thinking about the future. You can’t even imagine one.
You just want the bleeding to slow down.
So you move.
And you keep moving.
You don’t know what you’re building.
You’re not even sure you’re building.
But something starts to take shape.
Rebuilding is beautiful because it begins in emptiness. There is no plan. Just space. And in that space, we learn to move without the things that once defined us. https://t.co/SLL8Gu9QnD
— Jasmeet (@HappinessDhaba) April 4, 2025
It isn’t familiar. It doesn’t feel like you.
But it’s real.
And it’s what’s in front of you.
You don’t know what you’re doing.
But you keep doing it.
This isn’t healing.
It’s rebuilding.
Slow. Uneven. Yours.
You’re still here.
And that has to count.
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