We are never willing to move out of our own misfortunes. We may be wanting to but we are unwilling to take the necessary steps. Not that we can’t do ourselves this biggest favor but simply (oh not simply) because we are not willing. We stay helpless even when we can help ourselves.
In most cases, I have realized that it doesn’t even need of us to spend our physical energy. We only need time to sit and think, and write maybe. But this still remains a hard-to-do task for us.
Not that we are comfortable where we are, no. This just happens.
I’ve been here and I still happen to be here. Often times, it’s only when I start somehow feeling restless and uncomfortable, filled with unknown anxieties and worries that I get awake. That’s when I get to realize it. I don’t know, maybe this has been sort of a reminder to me, “you’ve not done this and that.” Other times it’s when I get in touch with the harsh reality that I am able to notice it.
Every new year I set new goals but less actually end up to be accomplished. It’s sweet being in the comfort zone.
Does this happen to you?
How can we move out of our comfort zones and overcome this helplessness?