WHY would someone like me google the difference between discomfort and pain?
Really, it's laughable, and having a veryveryvery slight runny nose (VERY slight) is not an excuse. I was struck with curiosity to find out if the difference had ever been quantified - instead, I came up with this very sensible and inspirational page, followed by the page I can't recall of someone who changed her life by abandoning 'comfortable' for 'uncomfortable' in order to grow, and hiring a personal trainer, followed by someone who'd given birth, to whose page the only way to adequately express my reaction was hide under the covers and say CowardcowardcowardcowardcowardCOWARDcoward. The pages all basically say one thing, "[W]hile pain leaves us aching and stagnant, discomfort is the birthplace of growth."
I know I'm stuck in a rut right now. I know I'm not doing what I ought to be doing. I know I'm hiding from the discomfort of doing what I ought to do, and seeking vindication in websites that will validate me. (Newsflash: Not going to happen.) I WANT MY VALIDATION, DAMMIT! (*ahem* I also want my touchpad to stop jumping all over the place so I can write without having the latter part of my sentence suddenly start typing itself into the middle.) But all these tales of women who have given birth, and gone into the animal part of their bodies in order to do whatever they have to to get the baby out...
I think I get it. 'Inspirational' tales have never motivated me. Am I alone in this? I don't, can't believe I'm the only one. Whenever I read the tale of someone who has done something amazing, I appear to miss the implicit "AND YOU CAN TOO!" memo. Instead, the subliminal message seems to be more along the lines of, "NYAH NYAH NYAH-NYAH NYAH!"
Whether this will change once I've "shed my mental flabbiness" as someone near and dear to me once said, and actually achieved something, will remain to be seen. I'll keep you posted, at any rate.
I know I'm stuck in a rut right now. I know I'm not doing what I ought to be doing. I know I'm hiding from the discomfort of doing what I ought to do, and seeking vindication in websites that will validate me. (Newsflash: Not going to happen.) I WANT MY VALIDATION, DAMMIT! (*ahem* I also want my touchpad to stop jumping all over the place so I can write without having the latter part of my sentence suddenly start typing itself into the middle.) But all these tales of women who have given birth, and gone into the animal part of their bodies in order to do whatever they have to to get the baby out...
I think I get it. 'Inspirational' tales have never motivated me. Am I alone in this? I don't, can't believe I'm the only one. Whenever I read the tale of someone who has done something amazing, I appear to miss the implicit "AND YOU CAN TOO!" memo. Instead, the subliminal message seems to be more along the lines of, "NYAH NYAH NYAH-NYAH NYAH!"
Whether this will change once I've "shed my mental flabbiness" as someone near and dear to me once said, and actually achieved something, will remain to be seen. I'll keep you posted, at any rate.