I was having a conversation with R--- today, about boundaries, about loss, about grief. The conversation wandered through various levels of discomfort before I admitted I didn't want to do something because it made me feel uncomfortable.
"Well, get comfortable with being uncomfortable."
And there it was. The key. To boundaries. To honesty. To growth. To life.
Accepting the uncomfortable, sitting with it, letting it exist. Don't avoid it, don't run away with it, be with it. Become comfortable with the uncomfortable.
I appreciated the comment so much that I added it as a bingo square for this year.