The second day of my new life. In the sense that I started a new job. It was a difficult decision. Organisationally difficult, because after seven years of remote work I returned to the office. It's too early to talk about how correct my decision was. But the fact that the changes were vitally necessary is for sure.
Now I'm thinking about when old age comes. It seems to me that it comes when we stop dreaming and stop trying to change something in our lives. I'll tell you honestly, for the last two years, despite the fact that nothing special happened, I started to feel... dead. It seemed to me that I was ageing rapidly. Then I thought about the fact that the main problem is that I don't expect anything anymore...
And now I have a question. How good is the stability? In fact, most of us strive for stability. And it's probably normal, because stability is the key to survival. In any case, even if this stability is not very good, it makes the algorithm of actions in any situation understandable. It's also called a comfort zone.
The paradox of the comfort zone is that the comfort zone can be completely uncomfortable. Therefore, the word comfort is not quite appropriate here, we are just talking about a generally accepted term. Thus, my comfort zone, which I persistently built for seven years, ceased to satisfy me.
My life has not ceased to be comfortable. I'll tell you more, maybe a lot of people dream of such a life. I woke up when I was comfortable, I could do what I wanted. Isn't that a good life? But at some point I just stopped wanting anything. If it weren't for the need to take care of my animals, I would probably sleep for days....
After a while, this situation began to scare me. It seemed to me that I was not living, but living... It's a very unpleasant feeling. My doctor prescribed me antidepressants, but they either didn't work or worked very poorly. Everything was approaching disaster. I was afraid that I would just give up.
Of course you can always find a hobby. But it's a problem when you don't want anything. Realising that I can't do anything this way, I decided to try to change the situation literally. I'm talking about changing the physical conditions of existence and maybe it will have a positive effect on my psyche.
Now my life has become much less comfortable from a physical point of view. I have to get up at five in the morning instead of nine and drive to work for an hour. I have less time for household chores. Nevertheless, I have very high hopes that my plan will work.
The preliminary conclusion I made for myself is this. Not all, but a lot depends on our personal decisions. If you decide to change something in your life, the beginning of these changes will never be comfortable. Never. Any change is stressful. But the result may pleasantly surprise you. In the worst case, it just won't work. But what are you losing?
Maybe I'm wrong, but in my opinion, if you don't know what to do, just take a step forward.
