This might sound odd, but I sometimes feel like I miss myself. Not who I was in any dramatic sense, just the version of me that had a bit more mental space and energy.
Life feels fuller now, but also more consuming, and I’m not always sure where I fit within it all. I don’t think anything needs fixing exactly, but I do wonder how people reconnect with themselves when life gets noisy.
Writing this feels slightly exposing, but also relieving.