Around the middle of our years in graduate school at The Seattle School of Theology & Psychology—steeped in self-reflection, therapy, and the rehashing of our personal stories—my girlfriends and I were learning all about the importance of self-care. As we came face to face with our woundings and unpacked our personal tragedies, our need for kindness, spaciousness, and rest was emphasized.
What many of us had come to realize is that we didn’t operate with the word “no” very often. We said a whole lot of yes—to bosses and boyfriends, to parents, peers, and professors. We, like many of you, rarely thought of ourselves before committing or consenting to pretty much anything.
Our metaphorical plates were too full, and our stories were revealing that we were offering a lot of care to others without receiving the care we needed. In helping professions such as the ones we were studying to enter, one simply cannot pour out so much care and support without receiving some, as well.
So, to remember the lessons in self-care that we wanted to put into practice, we did what any typical group of four female, late twenty-somethings would do.
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