I am too comfortable. I will always be stuck here unless I do the uncomfortable and sometimes fearful work of changing myself. Yes, I am afraid to change.

I have a reasonably nice life. I live in a nice neighborhood. I don’t need to watch my back here. I am married to a beautiful and smart woman. We are in love with each other. We both make sure to feed our relationship for if it fails the whole house falls. I have numerous children. I have four cars, mostly because I have enough kids who want or need a car that sometimes all four of them are gone at one time.

I know this is many of you, too. Maybe not my exact situation, but you are stuck in your life wanting something more and/or different for yourself.. to better yourself. Feeling restless. Fearing change.

I have numerous things I want to do in my life, and yet, here I am stuck tending to other people’s needs and wants and wishes, which is a crutch to keep me here; an excuse for why I can’t change.

Day in and day out I rely on this crutch because it’s not really uncomfortable. It doesn’t hurt, or at least doesn’t hurt enough. I’m not unhappy with my wife or (most of) my kids, or my house, or my job, or whatever, and this is the enemy of change.

So.. what am I going to do about it?

I don’t know.