When I get stressed I get a eczema. It only occurs on my face, but when it comes, it comes with a vengeance.
I’ve learned that it’s not just stress that triggers the eczema, but extreme discomfort. And right now, I’m feeling very uncomfortable. I’m embarking on a bunch of projects that are stirring up old feelings of inadequacy. I know it’s a false narrative because I honestly know what my strengths are. But those old tapes keep rearing their ugly heads and I get sucked in.
I am doing everything I know how to rise above these feelings, but if my eczema is any indication, I’m not real sure I’ve got it licked.
But there is one thing I do know for sure, and that’s that feeling uncomfortable is not always a negative thing. It shows you’re growing and that you will survive because there have been plenty of other times where you were uncomfortable—and you managed to survive.
So I’m learning to welcome discomfort. And hopefully, at some point I will be so used to being uncomfortable that it won’t be so uncomfortable any more.