Before I Can Feel Again

Nothing is particularly wrong with Liz's life.

She has a stable job, a comfortable apartment, and a routine that works. Every morning she wakes up, goes to work, finishes what needs to be done, and comes home to do it all again the next day.

From the outside, she seems fine.

But sometimes, on quiet nights, Liz finds herself staring at old photographs and wondering about a stranger she used to know.

A girl who laughed too loudly.

A girl who cried without shame.

A girl who believed that if she loved deeply enough, life would eventually work itself out.

Liz can barely recognize her anymore.

Two years after a relationship that changed her in ways she still doesn't fully understand, she finds herself sitting across from a psychologist, trying to answer a question she never expected to ask:

What happened to the person I used to be?

What begins as an attempt to understand her emotional numbness slowly turns into something far more difficult. As old memories resurface and long-buried wounds begin to reveal themselves, Liz is forced to confront a possibility she has spent years avoiding.

Maybe the thing she's grieving isn't the woman she lost.

Maybe she's grieving the girl who slowly disappeared while trying to survive everything that came after.

Because sometimes the greatest loss is not losing someone.

Sometimes, it is losing yourself.
And learning to live with the fact that you miss who you used to be.