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Hope & Healing

Is Self-Care Selfish?

I burrowed into the far corner of the white leather couch, clutching the silky, floral pillow like a life preserver. I looked up; my gaze floated away into the painting pinned to the wall behind her. Maybe I was hoping to drift away from this ceaseless cyclone of frustration, exhaustion, anxiety, and depression. Seated across from me, my counselor gently began to navigate into the depths of my unsettling emotions and thoughts.