When I was younger, I used to be proud that I was pretty good at getting comfortable with the uncomfortable. I moved to Russia for a year. I lived in Ukraine for three months with complete strangers. I moved to new cities. I would start new projects in industries I had never heard about, sometimes in countries I’d never been to. My husband got deployed; we learned to roll with it. I was resilient.
BUT RECENTLY I’VE NOTICED I’M NO LONGER SO RESILIENT.
Moving to the other side of the world, trying to run Her Corner from over here, meeting new business owners—it’s hard. It’s hard to run a business smoothly from a completely different time zone.
I am out of gear. And I’m unhappy about having to get comfortable again in such a new setting. In fact, I’ve been resisting it.
This is how I can tell I’ve been resisting the change.
I’ve noticed that I’m avoiding the adjustment, the discomfort. I don’t want to talk about it.
My favorite go-to lines:
• Leave me alone.
• I’ve got this.
• I’ll work through this.
I’m avoiding and unhappy because it is uncomfortable. It is really uncomfortable.
Everything has been turned upside down. And there’s nowhere to hide. I can no longer hide behind my comfortable office, my comfortable business, my regular business hours, and my regular pace. None of it is the way it was anymore. I’m in a new office, in a new country, desperately trying to keep up with East Coast hours even though I’m 16 hours ahead. I don’t have my business mentors here. I don’t have my business peers. I have tossed myself in the deep end of the pool and I have got to swim.
The process requires me to adjust out of the way things have been for so long. And for about a month, I’ve been fighting it. Because I’m mad, and grumpy, and ticked off that I did this. I chose this.
But you know what? I think I’ve turned the corner. Because all of a sudden, I’m realizing that things are much more clear to me than they ever were in Washington, DC.
By stripping away my physical and daily routine, I can suddenly see what I could not see from my place of comfort. I can see what’s broken. And I can see what works. It’s obvious where I should be spending my time
How did this clarity come about?
I broke away from the burden of habit. Things no longer happen how they happened, because they just can’t.
I’ve hated every minute of the transition, but I think maybe, maybe, it was good for me to learn this lesson again. Even if I didn’t want to.
For years, I have encouraged others (and myself) to get away from our businesses for just this reason: To gain clarity. And while I don’t encourage you to be quite as dramatic about it as I recently was, I do want to encourage you to look for ways to gain perspective. Because perspective is well worth the price of discomfort.