#selfcare: caring for vs. taking care of (ourselves)
don’t tell me how to live, inspire me to listen (to myself)
after a pretty scary trip to the hospital earlier in the year, i was left with no choice but to figure out what this self-care thing truly meant to me. “balance!” people would yell at me. “balance!” i would yell at myself. but what was balance for me? i had no idea.
over time i have come to realise this:
in my humble opinion, caring for ourselves and taking care of ourselves are two entirely different acts
i do not like being told what to do or how to live.
i am extremely reactive when confronted with a formula of how i’m supposed to live my life, even by my loved ones who have the best intentions (sorry not sorry guys).
someone said to me recently:
“i love your feed, it’s so curated!”
i nearly threw up on myself, in honesty. then i cringed, then i melted down. i reflected. am i being real? well kind of. but not fully.