Quiet, agreeable, polite these were the 3 words most often used to describe Robin.
She enjoyed the perks of being a wallflower, she liked her place in the shadows, nobody bothered her and she could get on with her life.
But every now and then Robin sensed a longing for growth and personal development.
Then one day, feeling slightly reckless, Robin volunteered to be the lead on a new project at work.
She could finally implement all those ideas for productivity she had been hoarding!
To Robin’s delight, the project went off without a hitch. She couldn’t have dreamed of a better start.
But now a month in, what had been a reason for skipping to work was now a source of tremendous dread.
It felt like she had to justify every decision she was making.
The praise and gratitude had dried up and instead was being replaced incessant questions like ‘so what now?’ and ‘how come I always have to do the tedious jobs and Dave gets to do all the fun ones?’
If Robin ever made a mistake it seemed like it was pounced upon immediately and scrutinized more so than others.
Robin was starting to sympathise with whomever said ‘Hell is other people’.
On a particularly bad morning, Robin excused herself to go to the bathroom.
She sat down on the toilet, hung her head in her hands, exhausted.
It seemed she had reached an impasse.
Either find a way to manage this difficulty or return to her nice, warm, soft, familiar comfort zone.
One part of her longed for the tranquility of a life in the shadows.
But another desired the betterment that only the exterior of a comfort zone can offer.
What to do?
Thomas Duggan 