Hello readers! We’re back (today again) to post Bloganuary #3, since we’re a day behind.
So here is the next installment. Day 3:
Write about the last time you left your comfort zone.
Any time I do something new is me leaving my comfort zone. I’m not a huge fan, honestly. I am a creature of habit, someone who hates change. And yet, in the span of just over a year, I got a new job, left a marriage, started a new relationship (with Richard), moved in together, and eloped! Lots of changes, and it definitely pushed me out of my comfort zone.
But what I realized as I went through all of these life changes, was that I had spent more than a decade hiding in the things I knew. I fell back on my ex-husband to do things for me that made me nervous. I didn’t want to do new things. I just wanted him to take control and guide me through life. And I mean, that makes sense since we started dating before I’d even graduated high school. I never had a chance to be out on my own, not really.
Richard gave me the opportunity to do that. Yes, we moved quickly into our relationship, and sure, he’s usually willing to make the phone calls I don’t want to make (I hate talking to strangers on the phone). But he’s given me the space (and sometimes a nudge in the right direction) to do things for myself, to make decisions for myself. He’s always there to support me, but he isn’t there to just do it for me. I really value that in our relationship, and it has given me the strength to grow as a person in ways I never had before.
Leaving my comfort zone is still a scary thing, but I feel much more confident in myself than I ever have before.
Joke’s on you, I’m always uncomfortable!