Toilet seats, splinters, and change
I find comfort in the familiar (If you think you don’t, try sitting down on a toilet when the seat’s been left up. You’ll feel discomfort with the unfamiliar pretty startlingly). It is too easy for me to continue in my regular paths. Generally people don’t change unless something forces them to alter their routine. My theory is that change is painful because it comes from outside.
Something I’ve learned about myself over the years is that I am a wimp when it comes to people doing something to me. If someone else digs a splinter out with a needle I’m in a lot of pain and likely to complain the whole time. Do it myself and it’s fine. Sure it hurts a little, but nothing I can’t handle. Turns out I’m not the only one this happens to. For whatever reason, we can withstand pain that we inflict on ourselves better than pain inflicted by others.
But can we apply that to change? Sure, why not. Assuming change is necessary, it makes sense that if you take control of that change it will be less painful. Look at your path. What obstacles are out there waiting to force you to change your direction? What can you do to take control?