When you no longer know who to be in this system
I was once at an event
where people mostly come together
to “connect.”
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Entrepreneurs.
Business owners.
Self-employed people.
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A community, they call it.
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But somehow…
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every conversation
quietly felt the same.
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Everyone was there
to present themselves.
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To explain who they are.
What they do.
What they built.
What they sell.
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And maybe…
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to prove
their existence through it.
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I was never truly one of them.
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But I was still someone
who believed
she needed belonging.
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“Networking.”
“Socializing.”
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That’s what they call it.
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The most uncomfortable question
you can ask me
in spaces like this is:
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“What do you do?”
“Who are you?”
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Because depending
on your answer
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people immediately place you somewhere.
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Useful.
Interesting.
Successful.
Valuable.
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Or not.
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I have never asked someone
that question myself.
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Because I always loved
meeting people
for who they truly are.
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Without reducing them
to their role.
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Not their title.
Not their productivity.
Not their usefulness.
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And yet…
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reality often works differently.
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So I still went
to the event.
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And of course…
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the first person I spoke to
asked me immediately:
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“So… what do you do?”
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And without even thinking
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something simply came out of me:
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Nothing.
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I am.
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And strangely enough…
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it was not a lie.
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At that moment in my life
I truly was doing nothing.
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No role.
No title.
No performance.
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Just being.
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You can probably imagine
the reaction.
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First came the judgment.
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“How can someone live like that?”
“That sounds empty.”
“That sounds meaningless.”
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And immediately after…
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the person began talking
about their own business.
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How busy they were.
How successful things were becoming.
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And maybe…
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whether I wanted to buy something.
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And suddenly…
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something inside me became very quiet.
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For the first time in my life
I felt free enough
to openly admit:
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I do nothing.
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I am nobody.
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I simply am.
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And be honest…
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how many times
have you secretly wanted
to say the same thing?
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Instead of presenting
your title,
your profession,
your achievements…
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to simply say:
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I am not any of those things.
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I just am.
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How many times
did you not want
to go back to work?
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How many times
did you not want
to accept the next role?
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How many times in life
did you simply want
to stop being someone
for a moment?
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And maybe…
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life already gave you
those moments.
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Through burnout.
Through endings.
Through losing a job.
Through exhaustion.
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Moments where suddenly
you could simply exist
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without your role.
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Just you.
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And maybe
those moments also brought
the deepest conversations
you ever had with yourself.
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Moments of space.
Of stillness.
Of lightness.
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But usually…
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only for a while.
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Because the mind
always wants identity.
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It wants something
to hold onto.
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The program runs deep:
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You must do something
in order to be someone.
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You cannot simply be.
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So eventually
you rush back again.
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Into another role.
Another job.
Another identity.
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Just to feel acceptable
inside the system again.
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But after some time…
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life interrupts you once more.
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Again and again
these pauses return.
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And slowly
you begin to notice something:
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life still continues
even when you stop performing.
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Sometimes even more beautifully.
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And then something terrifying happens.
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The fear slowly begins
to lose its power.
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Not because everything
suddenly becomes safe.
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But because something inside you
can no longer wear
the old role convincingly.
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And this…
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is a massive shift in consciousness.
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Most people believe
freedom feels euphoric.
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But often
real freedom first feels like:
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emptiness,
disorientation,
no clear identity anymore,
no role,
no old self.
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And suddenly
a thought appears:
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“I no longer know
who to be
in this system.”
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Not from depression.
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But because
the old self
can no longer perform itself
truthfully.
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And maybe
this is where something new begins.
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Not making decisions
from fear anymore.
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Not constantly trying
to survive.
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And maybe
from the outside
—
this looks like
“doing nothing.”
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But internally…
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an entire survival identity
is dissolving.
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And all this moment
really asks from you
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is surrender.
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To the uncertainty.
To the fear.
To the emptiness.
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To lovingly stay
with yourself there.
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Yes…
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at first it feels terrifying.
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But if you stay long enough
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something slowly changes.
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Being
starts feeling lighter.
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Softer.
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More natural.
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And one day
you begin to understand:
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you were never truly
the roles you played.
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And still…
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there is nothing wrong
with having roles in life.
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Every role teaches you something.
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Every role
brings you closer
to yourself.
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Some roles help you survive.
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Some help you awaken.
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This path
is not linear.
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And yes…
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sometimes you will step back
into old identities again.
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That is okay.
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This is a process.
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Your timing
will never look like
someone else’s.
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So let life unfold naturally.
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Enjoy the journey.
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Even the roles.
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Because each one
is quietly leading you somewhere.
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Until one day…
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something inside you
finally becomes still enough
to say:
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I am.