What is self-care?
Swaying in the bath like a foetus
attempting to forget my urge to find purpose.
Writing poetry without revealing what I am feeling
because it breaks my mother's heart.
Wearing gold patches underneath my eyes
as they are still puffy from last night.
Drinking coffee from a flute now it has been
six months since I have had a drink.
Is this self-care?
Making waves underneath the water with my fingers
to ripple onto my skin because I miss the sea.
How I believe he was not meant for me
as he did not share this love of mine.
Putting aside that he did not love me back.
Is this self-care?
Holding my head with my hands
so that I do not go so low as to drown.
Ignoring tomorrow and yesterday
and the time I have borrowed.
My supply of sorrow.
Trying not to overflow
and sink my home.
You see how I am still here?
This.
This is self-care.
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Katerina Petrou
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What a wonderful perspective to self care. SO much truth and reality in this!