I like being comfortable

I think a lot of people don’t like being comfortable. They say it, “I don’t want to get too comfortable”. But sometimes I don’t get it. Being comfortable is what I’ve been striving for.

I like being comfortable. What does this mean?

I like wearing clothes that fit me, even if it’s a bigger size than before. I like not having to squeeze into an old pair of jeans, wishing for a version of my body that may no longer be there anymore.

I like lying on the sofa watching trash reality TV with my boyfriend. I like not wearing makeup around him with my hair all messy and tangly. I like our simple walks with our dog and playing our own video games next to each other in our gaming room.

I like doing nothing with my friends – things like just lying on my sofa and chatting. I like being with the same friends since I was little. I like that my job is stable and it’s not chaos every time I start my work day.

I don’t always want the new shiny exciting thing. I like my peace.

Maybe my definition of being comfortable is not the same. I don’t see it as being stagnant or settling. I don’t see it as not being motivated. I think being comfortable is something precious, something that has been built up over time.

It has taken me a long time to be comfortable with myself and all my flaws. It has also taken me a long time to be truly comfortable with the people I care about in my life – my family, friends and my partner.

I think to be able to reach a state of comfort, I had to put the work in. I had to go to school and figure out my life and work part-time jobs before I could get that cushy office job. I had to meet new people, understand them, listen to them, help them in times of needs, be there for them, etc. before they became my friends or my partner. I had to go through my own personal growth and struggles before I accepted the person I am – a person who still has goodness inside, a person who has many things to offer to the world and the people around her.

I don’t think being comfortable is bad. I think it is lovely and I think sometimes we take things for granted.

Sincerely, Loewe