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It’s funny (although, upon further consideration, sad comes to mind as the more appropriate word) how we declare that we thrive on and desire challenges, but at the first opportunity we’re faced with said challenges our reactions range from cursing our karma and bad luck to simply sticking our heads in the sand and avoiding to tackle whatever life throws at us for as long as humanly possible. No wonder ghosting has become such a current tendency – if you ignore it for long enough, it might just go away on its own.

There’s few things I hate more than complacency. I almost think it should be a mortal sin. Oh, wait, I guess it is – the Bible calls it sloth. OK, OK, so maybe it’s not technically quite the same thing, but probably a close cousin. Leaving the realm of religion for a bit, complacency can be the worst death one experiences – the death of hopes, dreams and aspirations, of any belief that things can be better, if one just accepts the challenges we need to overcome in order to reach that better stage in our lives (nicer apartment, more fulfilling job, higher salary, more harmonious and satisfying relationships with the people in our lives – whatever that might be). Complacency equals standing still, in the hopes that if things don’t get any better, they won’t get any worse either. And I’m guilty of it as well from time to time, why should I lie? Human nature and such.

For the past year or so, I’ve been trying to lead my life by following one simple motto: never trade in progress for familiarity. It’s certainly not easy to break through what’s holding you back – fears, discomfort, whatever really lies behind that state of complacency – but it’s worth it once you’re over the wall and realize how much better you feel for just taking a chance and doing things differently than the way you’ve been accustomed to for so long.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not advocating for constant, mindless change just for the sake of it, in a strange quest to swings in a parkquench one’s (acknowledged or not) addiction to adrenaline. In order to evolve, however, one must push through, internalise and accept the initial discomfort, the extra effort that comes before any pleasant and reassuring outcome. Not anything and everything is worth taking the leap. But gut instinct I’ve found can be a more trustworthy friend than many would like to admit. So if your instinct is telling you things are stalling and you need to budge, you probably should.