Til we can breathe no more..

When women scream you wonder what’s wrong with them. When men yell you get afraid about what they’re going to do.

Self care is not a bath bomb Nor is it a face mask Nor a sweet-smelling lotion Nor a cup of herbal tea Self care is bathing because you lost count of how many days it’s been since you were clean Self care is catching up on three days of work because you don’t know where your brain went from Wednesday through Friday Self care is doing laundry when you can’t remember what’s clean and what’s dirty from the massive pile on the floor Self care is exercising because it’s the only anti-depressant you have Self care is letting yourself cry for the first time in months when you’ve wanted to almost every day Self care is making yourself dinner when you’ve gone all day without eating Self care is taking a deep breath and sorting through what you need to do It doesn’t come from bath and body works or Lush or Ghiradelli It isn’t cutesy or fun It’s relief It’s responsibility

In case someone hasn't told you this today...