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		<title>By: DaenelT</title>
		<link>http://livingoutsidethestacks.com/2011/08/stepping-out-of-my-comfort-zone/comment-page-1/#comment-12549</link>
		<dc:creator>DaenelT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2012 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Somehow, I missed your comment... My sincerest apologies.

Wendy, I&#039;m so agreeing with you. I&#039;ve found that moving hasn&#039;t really changed me at my core. I am who I am. I can still go days without seeing another person accept my family. *sigh*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Somehow, I missed your comment&#8230; My sincerest apologies.</p>
<p>Wendy, I&#8217;m so agreeing with you. I&#8217;ve found that moving hasn&#8217;t really changed me at my core. I am who I am. I can still go days without seeing another person accept my family. *sigh*</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 16:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m the textbook introvert...totally shy, socially awkward, completely uncomfortable with large groups, crowds, etc.  Sadly, I&#039;ve learned that people often mistake my shyness for being cold or snobby. I&#039;m NOT!  I&#039;m just terrible at making small talk!  Unfortunately, when we moved it didn&#039;t help...now we&#039;re out in the country with even fewer people and everyone around us is related to each other (how do you break into kind of grouping, I&#039;ve yet to discover!) Most days, if it wasn&#039;t for my husband and the internet, I wouldn&#039;t have anyone to talk to at all.   </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m the textbook introvert&#8230;totally shy, socially awkward, completely uncomfortable with large groups, crowds, etc.  Sadly, I&#8217;ve learned that people often mistake my shyness for being cold or snobby. I&#8217;m NOT!  I&#8217;m just terrible at making small talk!  Unfortunately, when we moved it didn&#8217;t help&#8230;now we&#8217;re out in the country with even fewer people and everyone around us is related to each other (how do you break into kind of grouping, I&#8217;ve yet to discover!) Most days, if it wasn&#8217;t for my husband and the internet, I wouldn&#8217;t have anyone to talk to at all.   </p>
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		<title>By: DaenelT</title>
		<link>http://livingoutsidethestacks.com/2011/08/stepping-out-of-my-comfort-zone/comment-page-1/#comment-11127</link>
		<dc:creator>DaenelT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 13:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, girl, I remember when my kids were little I was soooo lonely.  I loved being home with them but I missed seeing people. I think it&#039;s great that there are so many mommy and me groups in existence now.  Although I wonder if I would have had the boldness to take advantage of them had I known about them back in the day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, girl, I remember when my kids were little I was soooo lonely.  I loved being home with them but I missed seeing people. I think it&#8217;s great that there are so many mommy and me groups in existence now.  Although I wonder if I would have had the boldness to take advantage of them had I known about them back in the day.</p>
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		<title>By: DaenelT</title>
		<link>http://livingoutsidethestacks.com/2011/08/stepping-out-of-my-comfort-zone/comment-page-1/#comment-11126</link>
		<dc:creator>DaenelT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 13:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I totally envy you.  That&#039;s how I met my best friend in high school.  Except she didn&#039;t speak English and it wasn&#039;t til her mother pointed it out (15 minutes later) that I noticed.  She and I were inseparable for the next 2 years (then we moved).  Somewhere along the way, I lost that boldness.

Your entire reply just had me laughing...  Love it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I totally envy you.  That&#8217;s how I met my best friend in high school.  Except she didn&#8217;t speak English and it wasn&#8217;t til her mother pointed it out (15 minutes later) that I noticed.  She and I were inseparable for the next 2 years (then we moved).  Somewhere along the way, I lost that boldness.</p>
<p>Your entire reply just had me laughing&#8230;  Love it.</p>
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		<title>By: DaenelT</title>
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		<dc:creator>DaenelT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 12:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So very true and people get caught up in their own lives and it becomes harder to start/maintain relationships.  You almost have to find someone who&#039;s in the same life stage and then commit to the friendship almost as if it were a job.  And, girl, the regional differences between people ~ up north, people were so much more removed, whereas down here, people are friendlier but it&#039;s still hard to start relationships.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So very true and people get caught up in their own lives and it becomes harder to start/maintain relationships.  You almost have to find someone who&#8217;s in the same life stage and then commit to the friendship almost as if it were a job.  And, girl, the regional differences between people ~ up north, people were so much more removed, whereas down here, people are friendlier but it&#8217;s still hard to start relationships.</p>
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		<title>By: DaenelT</title>
		<link>http://livingoutsidethestacks.com/2011/08/stepping-out-of-my-comfort-zone/comment-page-1/#comment-11123</link>
		<dc:creator>DaenelT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 12:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Exactly.  You hit the nail on the head with me.  I have a hard time calling, I always feel like I&#039;m imposing.  Then there&#039;s that whole fear of rejection thing.  I love that you&#039;ve stepped out of your comfort zone and you&#039;re attending the mommy groups.  I&#039;ve heard of women who create lifelong friendships from those play groups.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Exactly.  You hit the nail on the head with me.  I have a hard time calling, I always feel like I&#8217;m imposing.  Then there&#8217;s that whole fear of rejection thing.  I love that you&#8217;ve stepped out of your comfort zone and you&#8217;re attending the mommy groups.  I&#8217;ve heard of women who create lifelong friendships from those play groups.</p>
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		<title>By: DaenelT</title>
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		<dc:creator>DaenelT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>While I was always the same age as my classmates when I returned to school, I had a lot of commitments that they didn&#039;t have ~ children, a husband, etc.  I always felt like I had nothing in common with them, so I mostly kept to myself.

I think I continued that pattern even after I joined the workforce.

Now I don&#039;t want to be reliant on my husband for friendship because I think part of creating/maintaining a healthy relationship is having separate interests (while not growing so far apart that you become roommates, a very delicate balance).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While I was always the same age as my classmates when I returned to school, I had a lot of commitments that they didn&#8217;t have ~ children, a husband, etc.  I always felt like I had nothing in common with them, so I mostly kept to myself.</p>
<p>I think I continued that pattern even after I joined the workforce.</p>
<p>Now I don&#8217;t want to be reliant on my husband for friendship because I think part of creating/maintaining a healthy relationship is having separate interests (while not growing so far apart that you become roommates, a very delicate balance).</p>
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		<title>By: Mama Violet</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mama Violet</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Absolutely but I&#039;ve always been socially ackward. I&#039;ve been trying to break free from that this year by putting myself in new situations and environments. I go to meet up groups, have parties, and make plans with acquaintances instead of waiting for someone else to make the first move. I think I was really motivated by how isolated I felt as a new mom during the winter months. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Absolutely but I&#8217;ve always been socially ackward. I&#8217;ve been trying to break free from that this year by putting myself in new situations and environments. I go to meet up groups, have parties, and make plans with acquaintances instead of waiting for someone else to make the first move. I think I was really motivated by how isolated I felt as a new mom during the winter months. <img src='http://livingoutsidethestacks.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: K.t. Hicks</title>
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		<dc:creator>K.t. Hicks</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nope.  I&#039;m that whacked out person who will just start randomly talking to you in the bookstore.  I&#039;m on a first name basis with half the cashiers at my grocery store, and I know about the personal lives of all my baristas. (If you make me coffee, you are my Best Friend EVAH, until the coffee runs out, leastways.)  I know the guy who fixes my air conditioning and I give christmas presents to the librarians.  I work out with the girl who cashiers for me at the drug store.

I go to meet up groups, I meet random strangers from the internet in coffee shops and cafes.  I LOVE people, I love talking, and I rarely am put off by people who don&#039;t want to talk back (I accept that people are shy, but I sure as heck don&#039;t understand it.) since that just gives me the opportunity to talk MORE.  

I met my best friend in the whole world because I was bored, sat down next to her at the cafeteria and started running my mouth.  We&#039;ve been best friends for 22 years now.

Obnoxious?  Hell yes.  Annoying?  Sometimes.  But there aren&#039;t many people who don&#039;t like me, and even fewer that I dislike, once I get to know them.  (Cut me off in traffic and I&#039;ll call you names.  Tell me your cat&#039;s name is Mayhem and you&#039;re speeding because he has to have emergency surgery and I&#039;ll drive you to the vets&#039; myself and hold your hand the whole time you&#039;re there.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nope.  I&#8217;m that whacked out person who will just start randomly talking to you in the bookstore.  I&#8217;m on a first name basis with half the cashiers at my grocery store, and I know about the personal lives of all my baristas. (If you make me coffee, you are my Best Friend EVAH, until the coffee runs out, leastways.)  I know the guy who fixes my air conditioning and I give christmas presents to the librarians.  I work out with the girl who cashiers for me at the drug store.</p>
<p>I go to meet up groups, I meet random strangers from the internet in coffee shops and cafes.  I LOVE people, I love talking, and I rarely am put off by people who don&#8217;t want to talk back (I accept that people are shy, but I sure as heck don&#8217;t understand it.) since that just gives me the opportunity to talk MORE.  </p>
<p>I met my best friend in the whole world because I was bored, sat down next to her at the cafeteria and started running my mouth.  We&#8217;ve been best friends for 22 years now.</p>
<p>Obnoxious?  Hell yes.  Annoying?  Sometimes.  But there aren&#8217;t many people who don&#8217;t like me, and even fewer that I dislike, once I get to know them.  (Cut me off in traffic and I&#8217;ll call you names.  Tell me your cat&#8217;s name is Mayhem and you&#8217;re speeding because he has to have emergency surgery and I&#8217;ll drive you to the vets&#8217; myself and hold your hand the whole time you&#8217;re there.)</p>
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		<title>By: Chela Brito</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chela Brito</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 02:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think it&#039;s definitely harder, for a few reasons. In general, you tend to meet less people as an adult out of school, and out of that smaller pool, I often just don&#039;t feel that &quot;click&quot; with anyone. Or sometimes the potential relationship requires more than I can invest (eg, I&#039;ve had a couple falter because the person wanted to do something almost every day and got mad when I couldn&#039;t). Another reason is that many people I meet are very focused on their family to the exclusion of all else. I have no problem with kids, but I don&#039;t have any, so sometimes it&#039;s hard to make plans. And also, New Englanders are known to keep to themselves and I&#039;m a NYC transplant... So there are challenges to overcome, but it&#039;s not impossible. :) Good luck to you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think it&#8217;s definitely harder, for a few reasons. In general, you tend to meet less people as an adult out of school, and out of that smaller pool, I often just don&#8217;t feel that &#8220;click&#8221; with anyone. Or sometimes the potential relationship requires more than I can invest (eg, I&#8217;ve had a couple falter because the person wanted to do something almost every day and got mad when I couldn&#8217;t). Another reason is that many people I meet are very focused on their family to the exclusion of all else. I have no problem with kids, but I don&#8217;t have any, so sometimes it&#8217;s hard to make plans. And also, New Englanders are known to keep to themselves and I&#8217;m a NYC transplant&#8230; So there are challenges to overcome, but it&#8217;s not impossible. <img src='http://livingoutsidethestacks.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Good luck to you!</p>
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