There isn’t a happily ever after for my mental health. We measure recovery in what ways we can. Shortening the length of severe episodes, or the depth. Having more good days than we used to. Still being alive.
It is popular to think of self care as a candlelit bubble bath and a good book, which is cool. If that helps you cope, go for it. Self care in my world is often disguised as things I do not want to do, but are necessary for my ability to function.
- Learning what actually works for me.
- Setting appropriate boundaries to support my mental health.
- Setting aside the time necessary for self care tasks.
- Prioritizing activities that make me healthier, in whatever way I have to.
- Recognizing and accepting my limits.
- Grieving the losses of my past and future.
- Resting when I need rest, whether other people understand that or not.
- Admitting what hurts, and a million other things that aren’t pretty or popular.