I give myself permission to be uncomfortable.  I need to remind myself of this quite often because when I’m uncomfortable (and this happens quite a bit) I tend to panic or shut down.  I become afraid that I will never feel comfort or pleasure, and so I feel trapped.  I want to run away screaming. I sometimes feel deficient because I see other people who appear to be (and perhaps are) more comfortable than I am and so I decide that I’m just not doing it right. Yet, I’ve also seen that even running and screaming makes me stronger over time.

I’m pretty uncomfortable right now; without going into the details of my personal life I’ll just say it’s a tough time.  Giving myself permission to feel uncomfortable is actually a relief. It’s a bit like I’m a plant in a pot that’s too small, and I haven’t managed to break the pot yet.  That will come in time.  I bet it will feel good.