Dear Komugisa: "I Feel Like Everyone Else Is Moving On Without Me"

 

Some letters are shared by readers. Others are inspired by conversations, life experiences, and the quiet struggles many of us carry but don't always know how to put into words. To protect privacy, names and identifying details are changed. If you happen to see yourself in a letter, know that you're probably not alone.

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Letter

Dear Komugisa,

I'm 29, and I feel like everyone else is moving on without me.

My friends are getting married. Some have children already. Others have careers they seem to love.

I'm happy for them. I really am.

But after every wedding I attend, after every "Congratulations!" I type under someone's post, I come home feeling like I've missed a train everyone else managed to catch.

Sometimes I wonder if I made the wrong choices. Sometimes I wonder if God forgot about me. And then I feel guilty for even thinking that because I know I have things to be grateful for.

I don't know how to explain it.

I just feel... behind.

— GK, 29

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Dear GK,

The first thing I noticed when I read your letter wasn't your age.

It wasn't that you're unmarried.

It wasn't even the part where you said you feel behind.

It was one small sentence.

"I'm happy for them. I really am."

I believed you.

Because I know it's possible to clap for someone else while quietly wondering when life will clap for you.

Those two feelings can exist in the same heart.

One doesn't cancel out the other.

As I was reading your letter, I couldn't help but imagine you sitting at another wedding.

You're dressed beautifully.

You've smiled for the photos.

You've hugged the bride.

You've danced a little.

Someone jokes, "Don't worry, you're next!"

Everyone laughs.

You laugh too.

But later that night, after you've taken off your shoes and washed your face, those words are still sitting with you.

"You're next."

Next when?

That's the part nobody sees.

People see the smile in the photographs.

They don't see the silence you come home to.

I wish we talked more honestly about this.

Because waiting can be lonely, even when your life looks full from the outside.

You start questioning decisions you were once confident about.

You wonder if you missed an opportunity somewhere.

You replay conversations.

You think about the years that have passed.

And before long, you've quietly started measuring your life against everyone else's.

Can I tell you something I've been learning myself?

Comparison doesn't always sound like jealousy.

Sometimes it sounds like grief.

Not because you want someone else's life.

But because you're mourning the life you thought you would have by now.

That's a different kind of sadness.

And I think it's one we don't give ourselves permission to feel.

You asked if God had forgotten about you.

I don't believe He has.

But I do believe waiting can make even faithful people ask difficult questions.

Questions they never imagined they'd ask.

There are prayers that become easier to whisper than to pray out loud because you've prayed them so many times already.

Maybe you've had nights where you've simply said,

"God... do You still remember me?"

If you have, I don't think that makes your faith weak.

I think it makes your faith honest.

One thing I hope you'll be careful of is believing that everyone else is moving ahead while you're standing still.

We live in a world where we see celebrations every day.

Engagement photos.

Graduations.

New jobs.

Baby announcements.

House keys.

Vacations.

What we don't see are the tears after the photo was taken.

The doubts.

The disappointments.

The prayers that still haven't been answered.

We compare our ordinary Tuesday with someone else's best day.

Of course we'll feel behind.

Dear GK, I don't know what the next chapter of your life looks like.

I wish I did.

I'd love to tell you that before this year ends, everything you've been praying for will arrive.

But I can't promise that.

What I can tell you is this:

Your life has not been put on hold because one dream hasn't happened yet.

You are still living.

Still growing.

Still becoming.

There is kindness in you.

There is wisdom in you.

There is strength in you that only this season could have grown.

Please don't overlook those things because they don't come with celebration posts.

One day, your story will look different.

I don't know when.

And I don't know how.

But until then, don't spend so much time watching everyone else's clock that you forget to live the life God has placed gently in your hands today.

Some stories bloom early.

Others take their time.

Neither one is forgotten.

Thank you for trusting me with your heart.

I have a feeling many people reading this needed these words just as much as you did.

Komugisa