Today self-care looked like finishing the term. It was my last night of classes, and it feels so good to be done with this quarter (well, I have one more paper to write tomorrow, but still). I feel like I slogged through these classes, and for the first time in my program didn’t love every minute of it. But I did the work, got out of it what I could, and I’m that much closer to getting to where I want to be. And that’s good enough for today.
Radical Self-Love 