Here is what I find depressing. The unwillingness to stray outside one's own comfort zone.
Right.
Here is why this is simply awful.
What are the chances you were born into the best of all possible families?
What are the chances you were only told true things as you grew up and had only the best role models?
What are the chances your neighborhood, school, world view are spot on the pinnicale of humanity?
Very slim, is the answer. If you are honest.
In view of the above....
Your natural comfort zone is tuned (fine-tuned) to what you already know. You aren't likely to want to embrace anything that challenges your beliefs, practices, sense of ethics and view of the universe.
Therefore?
Therefore in avoiding things which challenge you it is guaranteed you'll collide with reality fairly late in life and won't know why.
The sooner you challenge yourself and are willing to "depress" yourself by facing things as they really are--the sooner you have the opportunity to serve your life better by making ADJUSTMENTS.
My smack in the head came with my disfellowshipping. It was a dash of cold water. But, even then--I lingered in the afterglow of my religious programming for decades!
I try to force myself to read things and listen to things I have absolutely NO INTEREST in. Why? So, I can grow intellectually and as a person.
I will deliberately tune the radio to music I can't stand. I watch programs that don't interest me. I take a subject (or person) and read about them this way: I take a book FOR and a book AGAINST and read both.
In other words, only by S--T--R--E--T--C--H--ing myself can I possibly grow outside the very very small world I live in.
You can't stay in a comfort zone like a petunia in a pot of soil and live a full life of opportunity.
You have to let people get up in your face and scream "YOU'RE WRONG" at you. You have to give an accounting for why your dinosaur feet are stuck in the tar.
We only have this one brief life. It is too short and too precious to waste on delusional comfort by basking in the warm glow of utter fantasy and ignorance.
The older I get the more I realize how chock full o' shit I am!