Most people I’ve heard talk about comfort zones have always spoken about them in a negative manner, as if they are something to be completely removed from your life because they put limitations on one’s ability to achieve or because being comfortable with life means not living at all.
A phrase I have heard — and believed — until this point in my life is “Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” Entering into treatment for my depression and eating disorder was one of the most uncomfortable experiences of my life and forced me out of my comfort zone. Read More
I have always had an open, no holds-barred relationship with God. I keep nothing from Him, hide no thoughts, and I don’t sugar coat anything. I believe He loves me, every day, without condition, in every state. Even when I’m sad, selfish, bitchy, or unappreciative, I know that God is there, ever watchful, always listening.
Today, I am angry with God.
From an early age we are bombarded with the idea that the goal in life is to be comfortable. As soon as we get that promotion, as soon as we get married, as soon as life settles down, then we can relax and enjoy life.
What takes many of us so long to learn is there is always an excuse. There will always be things vying for our attention. Life never settles down, but that is good news because being uncomfortable means we are growing. Read More
Throughout my battle with depression, I have learned many lessons. I have learned the value of having an accountability partner, surrounding yourself with positivity, and admitting sometimes I need help.
It has taken a long time to learn these lessons and fully understand their impact on my life. However, if I didn’t step out of my comfort zone, I wouldn’t have experienced any of them.
Comfort zones are something we build up in order to keep us from stumbling back into a relapse. Read More
“Who will I be without my eating disorder?”
As someone who had identified as “the girl with the eating disorder” since I was a young girl, I had no idea what to expect when I finally started defining myself by my personal attributes instead of a series of meaningless numbers (pounds, calories, inches, and BMI).
It’s funny how therapists talk about recovery as this “amazing journey of self-discovery,” when facing up to who we truly are is what many of us are most afraid of. Read More
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