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It rarely arrives as a single event. There is no clear morning when you lose touch with yourself. Instead, one day you notice that your days are full, your responsibilities are met, and yet something is absent. You are present in the room but not quite inside your own experience. You make decisions and cannot always say whose voice made them. You are asked what you want and the answer takes too long to come, or does not come at all. If you have been asking why you feel discon

Different people, different places, and somehow the same ending. The faces change, the cities change, the beginnings feel new. And yet, somewhere in the middle, a familiar weather arrives. The same distance. The same over-giving. The same silence where a truth should have been spoken. The same moment when you leave, or are left, and think: how did I end up here again? If you are asking why you keep repeating the same patterns in relationships, you are not asking a small quest