That Pesky Comfort Zone

She came she saw, she conquered, well figuratively speaking of course. Sometimes I wonder why we are always told to go outside of our comfort zone, that’s where growth happens. Is it? Why do we need to suffer to grow? Comfort isn’t such a bad thing, life is gonna dish out lessons regardless. Sure it’s always good to shake things up a bit, so comfort doesn’t become stagnant. I have a fear of public speaking, it has taken aging out of giving care to accomplish it at a small scale. Years of forcing myself through panic attacks did nothing to help.

The Other Mother

I do actively step out of my comfort zone through smaller steps . I also celebrate the small wins. I spent 4 hours doing body art for Halloween and went amongst a crowd of people. I have terrible social anxiety so achieving this was a big win. I plan to put my artwork more actively out into the public and this will be a tough one since doing so online versus real life is so different and more interactive. Small steps are the only way I could hope to do it. By the way, did any of you go do that random thing yet? I sure hope you do, I hope you go do a thing you have thought about doing, put your reservations aside for a day. See an old friend. Spend the day with a parent if you are blessed to have one still, doing something fun something you both enjoyed when you were younger like fishing. Have a beer together and hang out.

Published by izzysconfessions

I was born and raised in the smallest of towns in Southwest Virginia. A town that is extraordinarily active, yet a town that is like it's very own little mini Bible belt. My dad was Baptist, my mom pentecostal, and I'm paranormal. I would venture to say it is somewhat of a family trait. One that is met with equal acceptance and curiosity as much as it is met with skepticism. Individually and collectively so much has been experienced and witnessed at times to such a degree that one might wonder how on earth there is room for doubt. I dont have all the answers, I do not have it all figured out. Im as human as everyone else relying heavily many mornings on a lot of coffee and a little Jesus. In fact, I can't decide what I want for dinner most days. One constant is I cannot go a single day without chocolate. Pour a cup of coffee, or a little tea and whiskey and join me in my confessions of a haunted freak.

8 thoughts on “That Pesky Comfort Zone

  1. FanTASTIC. How do you got the button eyes to stay?? Btw I Did do something random! I gave a stranger a cigarette, out of my backpack (like a true freak) And then promptly ran away, basically😂 But I felt good about it and accomplished🙂

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  2. I do agree that it’s sometimes simplistic to ‘go outside your comfort zone’. A big issue, I think is when someone has a lot of issues going on and the obvious exposure exercises for anxiety might not be productive. I read someone describe the comfort zone and the “coping zone”, which I think is a bit more compassionate and, in some cases, more realistic. However, I agree, that we need to try new things, at times, to develop.
    It’s good to hear that you’re making progress in those areas.

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