The Ground Truth

You’re not lost — you’re just in the fog.

There’s a quiet kind of suffering no one talks about.

You’re functioning.
You’re showing up.
You’re even smiling in the group photo.

But inside, it’s like you’ve disappeared.
Not all at once — just slowly.
A dullness that crept in and stayed.

I’ve been there.
I didn’t have the words for it.
I just knew something was… off.
And for a while, I ignored it — because from the outside, everything looked “fine.”

But inside, I was fading.
And yet, even in that fog, some part of me still whispered:
This isn’t how it’s meant to feel.

That whisper matters.
It’s the part of you that hasn’t given up.
The part still waiting for light to break through.

So here’s the ground truth:
You don’t need to explain your fog.
You don’t need to fix it today.
You just need to know you’re not alone.

… You’re still here. And that means something.

Start there.
Not with a plan.
Just with the truth:

“This isn’t fine. And that’s okay to admit.”

Because sometimes, naming the fog is the first step toward finding your way out of it.

…The photo above was taken here in Northern Ireland — where even the softest light feels like a promise.

I’d love to hear from you —
What’s your ground truth today?