The dictionary definition of lost is, "unable to find one's way; not knowing one's whereabouts."
When I use the term lost, my meaning is "the inability to find one's way due to the inability to recognize one's true self."
I have looked at myself and my life as a giant puzzle. All of the pieces were there, I just didn't quite know how to put them all together. Which is absurd, right? Puzzle pieces are designed to fit. You just have to take the time to align them. I didn't view my puzzle pieces as fitting though. That's where the confusion set in. What belonged? What didn't? Why didn't they fit? And just when I felt like I had figured it all out, because I had felt complete and peaceful at different times in my life, something new entered my life and I felt like I had to take the puzzle apart and start over, instead of building upon what was already there.
You know what that is? A weak foundation.
(I actually do know now that I have a strong foundation. It is a very strong foundation that has weathered many storms. However, when you don't have a strong sense of self, you lack the ability to recognize what is sitting right in front of you, just like I lacked the ability to put the puzzle pieces together. They were all there. They have always been there. Perception is key. Identity is power. Authenticity is bravery.
Not having a strong sense of self is not an attractive quality. I am not going to beat myself up here, I am aware that I do possess many attractive qualities, but that just isn't wasn't one of them. I can also imagine how frustrating it could be to be with and love someone who is unsure of themselves. I am positive that played a significantly negative role in my relationships. Being wishy-washy with my identity made it easier to be a people pleaser because it is a breeding ground for a lack of boundaries. I can now also see the type of people who are attracted to people like me like I used to be.)
Props that I do need to give to myself is that despite feeling "lost" for so much of my life, part of the reason I felt lost was because I was searching. You don't feel lost if you don't go anywhere. I have always been moving, learning, and growing. But you don't know what you don't know. There was so much that I didn't know about myself and who I was am and why I was am the way that I am. It does make sense now. The puzzle pieces fit and it is such a satisfying and empowering place to finally be. But what a wild ride to get there!