My comfort zone told me NOT to write this blog post.

It told me I was stupid for wanting to tell people how my world was thoroughly rocked this summer. It told me: no one will care. no one will want to read it. no one will GET what you’re going through.

I ignored it.

Partly because I was being rebellious, but mostly because recently I had a pretty big comfort zone end, so I’m pretty numb to what others think. This comfort zone was one I considered to be my safest, greatest and most secure comfort zone of all and it ended. My marriage.

Don’t cry or feel sorry for me, I’ve done enough of that myself…along with taking a lot of time off from my business, life and every other responsibility I could shirk in favor of wallowing in self-pity.

I had some woe-is-me-how-will-I-ever-manage-this-thing-alone moments. And many I’ll-never-get-married-again-I’ll-never-be-able-to-have-children moments. And even more life-[expletive]-[expletive]-[expletive]-[expletive]-sucks moments.

I will always love my husband, very dearly (I hope he knows that), but, despite the panic attacks and grief, I’m discovering that life is just beginning for me. Yes, this amazing thing ended, but what is next for me? What else is out there? What great, wonderful, terrific things are waiting for me, now that I’m outside of that comfort zone? And what awful, devastatingly bad things are waiting for me?

It can be a scary thought, but I will never experience any of those things, good or bad, if I don’t move forward. And neither will you.

For me, a huge, monumental comfort zone ended and now I have to either take control of my life without the nice, soft, cushy padding I believed kept me safe, or quake in fear at the thought of living, or existing, without it.

What false comfort zone are you living in?

A bad marriage? A safe job? A boring business model? A same-ol’-same-ol’ lifestyle? An outdated company tradition?

LIFE BEGINS AT THE END OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE.

There is power in stepping outside of your comfort zone.

There is power in facing that fear.

There is power in saying “F’ it! I’m taking the wheel of this ride I call my life.”

OWN your life. Don’t just rent it.

Renting is safe.

OWNING is not. But owning is so much more rewarding.

LIFE BEGINS AT THE END OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE.

Last month, I helped a client, Carolina Parent magazine, launch a new digital media initiative, their Online Baby Fair. It was an amazing success for building revenue, traffic and audience growth. It was also a great and much needed initiative in their community. Was it easy? Ha! No. It was a step, or two, or three outside of their comfort zone, but the success and buzz it generated has sister publications jumping on board to launch similar initiatives.

Another client, spicy romance author Qwillia Rain, recently self-published her first book. Totally outside of her comfort zone as Qwillia has been published with a prominent romance publisher for years. Again, a hop, skip and jump outside of her comfort zone, but every time I speak with her she gushes over her decision and her sales. As her publicist, I gush with her.

LIFE BEGINS AT THE END OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE.

I’m not here to break up marriages. Or push people to recklessly face their fears. God knows I’m still building up the courage to even look at a spider, but I am here to encourage you to push yourself a little harder toward greatness. A little harder toward achieving the success you deserve in your business.

So my message to you is simple.

END YOUR COMFORT ZONE.

@TiviJones