“People prefer the certainty of misery to the misery of uncertainty.”
— Virginia Satir
It is interesting how many people coming from different perspectives arrive at the same conclusions. This quote was from a school thesis penned nearly 100 years ago.
This quote hits. The human mind craves certainty, even when that certainty is painful. It’s wild how often we choose familiar suffering over unfamiliar freedom, simply because we know the edges of our current cage.
This quote also reminds me of something I often say, comfort zones are not always comfortable. They’re just familiar. And it’s in that familiarity where people hide, from growth, from risk, from the unknown that could transform everything.
Even when you're in the manure. It's your manure, it's comfortable, it's understood, and you'd rather stay in it, than fight to get out. It takes energy that a lot of folks just cant' muster up. What's out there for us, though, is interesting, challenging and energizing. I want to live while I'm alive. I want to be brave.
Comfort can be a silent trap， it whispers, “You’re fine” while quietly stealing your edge. Growth doesn’t happen without a little friction. And if you're not testing, stretching, or shifting, you’re likely just circling the same block hoping it turns into a highway.
“People prefer the certainty of misery to the misery of uncertainty.”
— Virginia Satir
It is interesting how many people coming from different perspectives arrive at the same conclusions. This quote was from a school thesis penned nearly 100 years ago.
This quote hits. The human mind craves certainty, even when that certainty is painful. It’s wild how often we choose familiar suffering over unfamiliar freedom, simply because we know the edges of our current cage.
This quote also reminds me of something I often say, comfort zones are not always comfortable. They’re just familiar. And it’s in that familiarity where people hide, from growth, from risk, from the unknown that could transform everything.
Even when you're in the manure. It's your manure, it's comfortable, it's understood, and you'd rather stay in it, than fight to get out. It takes energy that a lot of folks just cant' muster up. What's out there for us, though, is interesting, challenging and energizing. I want to live while I'm alive. I want to be brave.
If you're not constantly experimenting, you've either made it and life couldn't be better or you've grown too comfortable.
Comfort can be a silent trap， it whispers, “You’re fine” while quietly stealing your edge. Growth doesn’t happen without a little friction. And if you're not testing, stretching, or shifting, you’re likely just circling the same block hoping it turns into a highway.
Life's a constant battle with comfort, we crave it as much as we should run from it. There's a middle ground, but people rarely get to live in it.