I don't know where I'm trapped, but I feel trapped.
Have you ever felt that kind of feeling? As if you're trapped somewhere you don't know? Because I do. I feel trapped, but I don't know where or when. I just suddenly woke up on a random Monday, feeling lost and unguided.
I keep running to a quote on my social media, where someone said, "Tagal naman mag green light, di ako makausad." Basically, the person who said that was referring to their situation with a traffic light. When I read that phrase, I felt something heavy in my heart because I realized that I, too, am stranded somewhere I don’t know.
It's like I'm in a maze, but I can't see the walls. I'm walking, but I'm not getting anywhere. At every turn, I'm faced with a dilemma. I feel like I'm stuck in an endless cycle, repeating the same days, the same routines, without any sense of progress. It's like I'm waiting for the right moment to start living, but that moment never seems to come.
I've been exploring every avenue, desperate for a sign, a spark, anything to pull me out of this perplexity. I've devoured quotes and motivations, listened to countless podcasts, and even tried new hobbies and routines, hoping for that one thing to click, to show me the way out. But it's like I'm trapped in a room with no windows, no doors, just endless, blank walls. The more I search, the more I realize I'm surrounded by emptiness, and the door I'm desperately seeking seems to vanish with each passing moment. It's like I'm searching for a key to unlock my potential, but I don't even know what the lock looks like.
Yet, I still yearn for the day I can finally say, "I made it!" I yearn for the day I find the door, the day the traffic light finally turns green.
To anyone reading this who feels the same, I wish we all find the door that leads us out of this feeling. I wish someday we can finally move forward and truly live.
