Comfort Zone

I’m sure you’ve had someone say to you, “Step out of your comfort zone.” My parents used to say it to me all the time. I hated it. I could never escape the image of me as a shy ten year old that was uncomfortable talking to my parent’s friends.

My opinion was that my comfort zone was so small that I was generally living outside of it. Maybe that zone is supposed to expand throughout life, but I don’t think mine ever did.

I thought this “comfort zone” would always be there for me when I needed to go hide inside it, but recently it started changing. I never thought of the possibility that the zone I had created for myself could change. I could see it getting bigger, but that’s not what’s been happening. Other are people are moving into it. It’s the same small space I had before, but now there are too many people for comfort in that small space.

I guess I’m going to have to make it bigger somehow. Everyone else in my comfort zone seems to have overlapping spaces, but I just have the one. All the overlapping spaces make my space smaller. I want my own overlapping space, but what do I do until I get it?