My comfort zone is just that, my comfort zone. I have a routine. I do more or less the same thing every day. Yes, it gets boring, I get fed up, but it’s my comfort zone. I know exactly what to expect.
As I get older my fear for the unknown gets worse. I overthink and over analyse. I scare myself. I tell myself I can’t do it or I don’t deserve to do it. It’s a way of thinking that has developed over the last few years of my life. I second guess myself to the point where I give up.
My comfort zone has to expand with me. I’m getting too big for it. There are so many things I want to do but that little voice in my head tells me I can’t. I ant to silence that voice. Get out of my comfort zone and stretch it so these things that scare me now, won’t scare me in the future.