I have a love-hate relationship with my comfort zone.
On one hand, I like my comfort zone because it makes me feel as if I am in control.
When I am inside my comfort zone, I feel confident, stable and grounded.
On the other hand, if I stay inside my comfort zone for an extended period of time, I start to feel guilty.
I get anxious that I’m not progressing or developing in any way, that I’m letting myself down and that my life isn’t going anywhere.
At this point, I start to resent my comfort zone.
I worry that my tendency to stay within my comfort zone is causing me to miss out on important life experiences and preventing me from fulfilling my potential.
My comfort zone transforms into my FOMO zone.
Eventually, the anxiety of staying inside my comfort zone becomes so huge that it overwhelms my fear of straying outside of it.
At this point, I make a concerted effort seek out activities that scare me in an attempt to push myself outside of my comfort zone.
I like to imagine that I’m an astronaut taking one small step into the unknown depths of space when, in reality, I’m probably just taking a phone call from an unknown caller ID.