At the moment in this recovery journey I feel so far out of my comfort zone it’s untrue!
However, I also hold on to the fact that if it is feeling terrifying then it should be doing good.
I do keep framing recovery actions in my mind as having to make that decision to jump out of the plane each time (multiple times a day) and pray the parachute opens…
I keep hoping someone will push me and take the indecision away but no one can and it takes my having to face that choice to leap each time.
I guess this is rewiring and the comfort zone will grow with time too.