Lately, I find that when I remain inside my comfort zone, I still feel a layer of underlying discomfort. It doesn’t make any sense, but it’s happening nonetheless. I want to say that it’s triggered by a degree of guilt because I’m remaining within that designated comfort zone, but at the same time, I just really don’t know if ‘comfort’ has the same level of depth it once did.
I find myself wondering if I can do better, or worse, or more, or less. It’s never a sense of completion and contentment within when I do something.. it’s just always a feeling of, “Is this really the product that I’m putting out here?”
I have to find a way to quit being so negative, quit being so self-critical, quit being so over the top in my ability to pick things apart.. and start being more caring and kind to myself.
Honestly, the idea of that sound absolutely terrifying, which means that in order to accomplish a little bit of pride, I have to step outside of my comfort zone.