I tend to limit myself, and more dangerously so, to convince myself that I do so for my own safety. When in truth I just like my comfort zones, I can pass an entire weekend on my bed behind my laptop with no complaint. But it’s not healthy. It is absolutely necessary to leave your room or desk to have an adventure! And working is no excuse, Nietzsche said; “All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.” Go find inspiration.
I’ve missed out on a lot because I was busy, scared, intimidated, lazy, or disinterested. And I’ve learnt this lesson before, but it’s easy to slip back into old habits, so I keep reminding myself. It’s not the outside that’s icky it’s my perception that’s skewed.
I get this a lot. I love the outdoors, it’s being around people that I hate. Not necessarily because I’m afraid of them, more that I’m afraid of the awkwardness of being around them. I always worry what they’re thinking or what they might say or anything like that. Also, any awkward eye contact between people that you wish had never occurred (I’m really socially awkward ahah). I find that the solution is to leave the house only between the hours of two and six in the morning.