i think a lot of us, when we’re growing up, we learn kind of the opposite of self-care. a kind of self-disregard, if that makes any sense.
especially those of us who have invisible disabilities, we needed extra rest or extra help or something different from other kids, but not only did we not get it, we were made to feel greedy or lazy for needing it. so we internalized that, and we grew up with this feeling that having needs is weakness.
hands up if you were shocked to discover that not everyone goes through life being exhausted and hungry and strung out all the time. o/
for the longest time i just thought everyone else was better than me at hiding the fact that they were constantly in pain and sleep deprived.
