I was leaving home for about 8 years. 6 years in college, then 2 years works in companies. Life outside our home isn’t comfortable. At all. You have to prepare anything until the small one. If you doesn’t have time or just got lazy, you should pay somebody to fulfill your need. Doesn’t have a time for washing cloth? you should pay laundry. Too lazy to get food? Then you should pay delivery fee for go-food. And so on.
My first 6 years as a student was uncomfortable as hell. I have to maintain allowance from my parent for food, laundry, and other college things. The allowance maybe about half allowance standard region. That was hard, but here I am survive like Chuck Nolland. Then after graduated I got a job there in the same city. As I remembered that was hard too, but not as hell as in college. I got my own money, good money and good career path though. Then I pay all my bills like all adults do.
Yes, I got a life in 8 years. Maybe that was life someone else want to achieve. But, is that life for me? Am I deserved that life? Far away from home that sometime I can’t go home when holiday, or feel like a robot doing my jobs everyday? “Be careful with comfort zone“, they said. Am I conquering my own comfort zone with that “someone elses life“?
So, when I came home then got a job. Not a fancy job but enough. Was that a comfort zone? When eventually I can be with my family everyday, can playing with my cute niece and nephew, was that a comfort zone? Was I should avoid my happiness?
Sure I got some lessons outside my comfort zone. I can manage my money, I can prepare my own need, I learn about responsibilities, and so on. But doesn’t we got lessons from comfort zone too? Or there is nothing left inside the comfort zone?
So, what is the comfort zone? Is it really that dangerous or just a capitalism myth?
