My daughter and I were watching a documentary and something quite deep, but enlightening came up.
Sometimes we don't realize it, but we have a comfortable place that is not good for us, but we go there in our heads and our emotions, because it is what we have known and it is comfortable.
These places can be a sad place, where we cry a lot or a place where we allow our self saboteur to win for awhile and we go into a place of negative thinking. Basically it is a dark, comfortable place that we avoid, but sometimes it wins and we slip there like slipping into warm fluffy pyjamas and a hot water bottle, savouring the dark

Can anyone relate?

Do you have a dark comfortable place?
I don't visit mine very often, but watching that documentary made me realize I have that place, buried deep.

I have a place like that. When I was younger I used to ride my motorcycle up into the mountains to where a tower was that had steps leading up to a look out station. I would sit on those steps and think about all the negative things going on in my life. My thinking has since changed a lot because I doubt I could ever find that place again.

Well ... the house, I live in, is a dark place, because I shared it with my ex wife.

But then, it is also a nice place, because she is not here anymore and I am living here with four wonderful cats

That is great . I think we do it a lot more when we are younger, not knowing how to get out of the labyrinth in our mind. Then we grow and learn tools to cope.

I know that feeling. I moved, too many
memories.

She wanted me to move out, so I stayed

I know that feeling too. I moved over 200 miles away, but unfortunately the memories move too

Comfortable level of pain. Probably where most live.

Peeps may think I am strange, but I chucked out all the gifts, cards and anything that reminded me of him. I did not want to come across or dwell on him. We all grieve differently.

I think most men can.

Based on what you describe you are referring to "a vagina."

I mean, c'mon..."we have a comfortable place that is not good for us, but we go there...because it is what we have known and it is comfortable... can be a sad place, where we cry a lot or a place where we allow our self saboteur to win for awhile and we go into a place of negative thinking. Basically it is a dark, comfortable place that we avoid, but sometimes it wins and we slip there like slipping into warm fluffy pyjamas and a hot water bottle, savouring the dark..."


"Dark?" Not really. I enjoy the sun.
"Comfortable place?"
Tons. Mental, physical, social, emotional, financial, all sorts of different comfortable places.

No I am not referring to a vagina, but thanks for showinge how you think.

I think I'd have to answer as my "dark comfortable place" is night time on the lake drifting, looking up at the sky.
There's nothing like feeling insignificant in the universe.

I think I can identify that place with mingle, at least in a way it is for me. That's why I don't take mingle too seriously... better stay away from it, at least emotionally

I'm pretty comfortable in my own skin.

And if I find any dark places there I usually light a candle.

If you are referring to mood I can relate my past.

In the past I used to brood.
My brooding would mutate into vengeance and cause me to feel hatred.
It would fill me and give my mind purpose.

More often than not it would eventually lead to depression.

When I was trying to break my depression I was forced to examine the causes of my depression. I came to realize that dark place I sought for comfort was not good for me.
I slowly stopped going 'there' for comfort and found a sanctuary in optimism and hope.

As I gained control of myself, I found I didn't need that dark place much anymore. My outlook felt brighter and I enjoyed living more. I started making better decisions based on positive intent. I slowly found fewer reasons to seek out that dark place.

From time to time I still find myself heading into depression. The brooding now alerts me to a need for change before the chain of feelings take me too deep.
Why I still go there is a mystery to me. It happens less and less now but now, when it happens I see it. I change my destination before I get there.
I remind myself an optimistic view is way better than the negative lost feeling of depression.

It helps that I realise what people say and do is their problem. If they are affecting me in a negative manner, I was the one who gave them power over me.
Luckily, as time goes by, I learn which buttons which people like to push.
I also learned not to push my own buttons.

That is exactly 'it' Tom and worded well.

my vagina is a no cry zone lmao ...otherwise .. brilliant analogy

Dear Blondey, you are making it very hard for me not to reply to this comment, are you aware of that?
But I'll be strong and just shut up!

Bob Ross was my therapist.
I learned how to find, and focus,
on 'that happy place in the sky where
the clouds live'.

I chose peace, over darkness.

Not me