A couple of months ago, everything in my life seemed to revolve around one person and just a few other things. Any one small bump there, and it felt like my world would fall apart. Everything felt so volatile.
Today, I feel steady—even invincible—like life is brimming with possibilities no matter what happens, and I can always find happiness and purpose in it.
What changed?
My bubble. The extent of it.
For a year and a half, I had stayed put and built myself a cosy little bubble—a beautiful one. Over time, it became my whole world. I got comfortable in it. Really cosied up. It was everything I needed. My happy place.
But here’s the thing: the smaller the bubble, the more pressure builds up inside. Because in smaller bubbles, the molecules inside are packed tightly together, there is too much interaction as they are bouncing off each other - creating more force. The surface has to work hard to keep it all contained.
That’s why small bubbles pop quickly.
I think the same goes for life.
When your "bubble"—your world, your comfort zone—is small, everything inside it is colliding too much and feels exaggerated.
One mistake and it feels like the end of the world.
One argument and your entire self-worth crumbles.
One change in routine and your balance is completely thrown off.
But unlike bubbles that just obey physics, we humans don’t let go even when the pressure is off the charts. Because when that small world is all you know, it feels safer to hold on to it than letting go.
I think that’s why so many people are trapped in toxic relationships because they have built their bubble around them. That’s why people lose all sense of direction when their career suffers. Or why people are particularly offended when you even logically question things related to their beliefs, preferences, or lifestyle—it feels like a personal attack, as if their entire self is under threat.
This terrifies me.
So when I felt the pressure building in my little bubble—when even the smallest shifts started creating big waves—I knew I had to act.
For me, that action was packing my bags and setting off on solo adventures.
Not to abandon the bubble, but to expand it. To remind myself that world is much bigger.
Because when you expand the bubble, the pressure eases. Suddenly, the stakes don’t feel so high, and the cracks don’t seem so catastrophic.
That’s why the hype around ‘getting out of your comfort zone.’ That’s why we need to keep expanding our horizons in life. It opens up space for perspective, for possibilities you hadn’t even imagined, and for peace of mind. It reminds you there’s a world outside your bubble, vast and waiting to be explored.
It doesn’t necessarily have to be a long trip (that’s just my medicine). It can be saying yes to a spontaneous plan, picking up a hobby you’ve always been curious about, joining a class full of strangers or even striking up a conversation with someone outside your usual circle.
Anything that nudges you out of your familiar, cosy bubble—just a little—helps.
Because every time you expand that bubble, you take the pressure off of not just yourself but also all the elements in your bubble. You let the world in. And you remind yourself that life is so much bigger, lighter, simpler, and so much richer, than the tiny space we often confine ourselves to.
So, how is your bubble feeling?
Little Joys
“Joy is always around if only we pause to acknowledge it.”
With life's burdens and big ambitions, it's easy to overlook our everyday joys. These are my small joys from the last week -
Went to a nice cafe and had good food and a great conversation with an amazing human being I met on the solo adventure.
Learn a stick sequence (from my Kalari classes) in just 4 days and got a very good from the teacher.
Gazed at the supermoon and sang to it.
Asked for help from people around me and realised they were happy to do it!
Got myself a massage.
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Beautiful read 😃