A COMFORT ZONE IS SUCH A TRAP

For a few weeks, I have been more frustrated than I would be on a normal day. I know I am made to do more with my life than I am currently doing, and it sucks. I came back home when I finished university because of many reasons, but I never planned to. What I was avoiding was being in my comfort zone; I was aware it wouldn’t do me any good. Eventually, I had no choice but to come home, and it is very sad that I am still here. Comfort zones are such a trap, and I do not recommend at all.

I could be down to zero naira at home and I would still have food to eat, and life would still seem normal. That isn’t the kind of life I am signed up for, and I desperately want to go in search of more. As much as I am trying not to pressure myself about life in general, I still remind myself not to get comfortable and just keep watching time as it is going. I am not even trying to compare myself to others, but I know what my mates are doing and the moves they are making. I want to get out there and see what life is actually about as an adult.

As long as I am here, I don’t think I would ever have that actual feeling of being an adult. Apart from all these, what annoys me so much is how I am not in control of my own time; it messes everything up sometimes. I can be told to do anything at any time, and mostly, I usually do not have any choice but to do it. The light here is also terrible, so it’s quite hard for me to stay consistent at certain things. I feel like I am gradually becoming depressed, and I fight myself to snap out of it.

So glad for the business I am running from home; it’s literally the one thing that is keeping me sane. Making sales elevates my mood and just motivates me so much. I love that I have that going.

Earlier this year in March, I almost rented an apartment. I had saved up some money, and I was so determined to leave once and for all. House hunting gave me a crazy reality check, and I started overthinking it. My brother was also warning me that it was not a smart financial decision to make at the time. After the multiple failed attempts at house hunting, I gave up and decided to postpone it. I was so sad and got even sadder when my phone started acting up and I had to get another one, taking money out of the rent money I had saved up.

I also made a table and bought a work chair and put the rest into the business. Right now, I am forced to start saving from scratch, and I don’t even mind, to be honest. I have to leave this house if I really want to grow as a person, and I will leave very soon, by God’s grace.

If you’re in an environment that isn’t pushing you every single day to do more with your life, you have to move away as soon as possible. A comfort zone is such a trap no one should get stuck in. If you can relate to this post in any way at all, wake up!.