Can I be honest? I am really tired of Instagram glorifying an ideal version of self-care. On days you just don’t feel like yourself, stop romanticising the idea of a certain type of self-care.
Self-care is not always a bottle of wine, sometimes it’s a mug of coffee that turned out really bad but you drink it anyway. Self-care is not always cleaning your room, sometimes it’s just putting off doing laundry for as long as you can and telling yourself it’s okay. Self-care is not always buying yourself flowers and decorating your room, sometimes it’s just desperately watering the half-wilted plant in attempts to keep it alive. Self-care is not always getting some fresh air and sun, sometimes it’s shutting the windows and drawing the curtains to hide away from the world. Self-care is not always hot, bubble baths in fancy tubs, sometimes it’s a cold shower in your cramped, blue-tiled bathroom but still feeling refreshed. Self-care is not always expressing your craft the way you like, sometimes it’s blank page blues and a creative block and accepting that you can do nothing about it. Self-care is not always keeping yourself hydrated, sometimes it’s forgetting to drink water the entire day but telling yourself that you will try again the next day. Self-care is not always expensive scented candles, sometimes it’s your old fairy lights that go off every 10 minutes but you promise to buy new ones as soon as you get the next paycheck.
My point is, stop idealising the right way to take care of yourself based on what someone else tells you. Mope around, stare at screens, or get frozen food for dinner, your aesthetics can wait, do self-care for your soul
