pussy-strut:

i’m living proof that you can spend a lot of money doing “things that are good for you” (and you only) and still end up beset by sadness bc self-care can only work insofar as it is an avenue for building solidarity, community, networks of care. like, it’s incredible how much yoga i do and how well i feed myself for how utterly, stupidly sad i am. i told a friend i’d been going to farmers’ markets and cooking elaborate dishes and he said you’re living your best life! i snorted and said I Am Not! but if you’re gonna be pointlessly upset and anhedonic anyway you might as well also involve heirloom tomatoes and movement practices. those things are elaborate distractions from the fundamental dissatisfaction with myself that threatens to swallow me whole sometimes. self care doesn’t work if it starts and ends at the self.