Comfort.

We love our comfort zone, don’t we?
It’s my favourite place to be: nothing usually goes wrong there, and I feel the most confident when I’m tucked inside it. So… why leave?

If I hadn’t left my previous employer, today would mark four years with them. I truly enjoyed the work I was doing, until I didn’t. A lot changed in 2025. A company‑wide system overhaul pushed our team backwards, adding extra time to tasks that used to be simple. There were promises that things would be fixed by early 2026, but I won’t know if that ever happens, because I’m no longer there.

Then in July 2025, we learned our roles would be merging with another team with the same type of work I had intentionally left behind years ago. It’s tough being told you’re going back to a job you walked away from for a reason. With all that, you can imagine how uncomfortable I became. I didn’t want to quit, because the people were wonderful and working from home was a dream… but deep down, I knew God was nudging me out of the comfort zone. It was time to leave the bear den and spread my wings.

Now, as I start my third week in my new role, I’m genuinely thankful. A higher wage, meaningful connections in my community, and the chance to support teachers in our local school district... what could be better?

But last week was hard. My trainer was away, and I got stuck in my head. I told myself I should’ve stayed at my old job, that I could’ve pushed through the chaos of the role merge. I told myself I should already know everything I was trained on. I put up mental roadblocks and let my thoughts take over.

But really…
How can we be experts in something completely new?
How can we instantly understand a brand‑new industry with brand‑new systems?
How can I expect myself to know what I’m doing when my trainer isn’t there?

These questions followed me around on New Year’s Day while I was washing dishes. I put so much pressure on myself to be perfect, to never make mistakes. If you read my last post, New., you know this is something I’m working on this year, especially at work. This job shifts with the school year, and I’m not going to know everything right away. I want to be patient with myself, open to learning, open to forgetting and relearning. None of that should make me think they regret hiring me… or that I should regret leaving my “mostly” comfortable job.

Spreading our wings and stepping into discomfort is part of life. In every job I’ve ever had, I’ve felt like the newbie at first. And just like all those times before, I know this feeling won’t last forever.

To those of you who love your comfort zone too, I hope this encourages you to be okay with falling and getting back up. We really can do anything we set our minds to. And one day, I know I’ll be an expert in this job. That belief alone is enough to keep me going.


~Honey 🍯

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