Strange how your comfort zone can turn into a dangerous place. Not dangerous in the literal sense, but theactual lethargy that exists in that space. The idea that you can kind of be absorbed by it. Because it feels safe. It feels normal. It feels comfortable.
I’ve observed other people taking chances, failing, succeeding, and starting over almost everyday via social media. There’s a considerable amount of gusto, I think, thats comes with taking that first big step into something new. Into the darkness. To wallow through the muck until you find the light. Because there’s always light, right? It’s that kind of courage that I believe I lack. Instead I choose to live vicariously through others who set out to make their own paths.
I’m being painfully honest right now. But I must admit, I’ve been playing with the idea of taking my photography hobby to the next level and it’s giving me some serious anxiety. Mostly because it means I have to step outside of my comfort zone. And I am NOT comfortable outside of my comfort zone. I don’t know what that place looks like. I kind of don’t want to know. But I know that I have to find out in order to challenge myself.
It sounds easy, right. You read a couple memes about how complacency is the enemy. How Beyonce has the 24 hours in a day that you do. I guess. The truth is, it’s not easy. That seems obvious but it’s not always. Success is all about progression. Also realizing that success has different meanings for everyone. I’m not even sure what it means to me yet.
I guess what I’m trying to get at is that I’m finding the courage to take a step into the new. A step outside of my comfort zone. And I’m terrified. And that’s normal. Because I’m human. And fear is a very human thing. Face it. Move forward. Repeat.