Much-Needed Lazy Sunday
“But wow, what a moment.” - Whitney Houston
Anyone else feeling exhausted living through wildly unpredictable times? You’re not alone. It’s like on Wednesday’s w̶e̶ ̶w̶e̶a̶r̶ p̶i̶n̶k̶ except it’s a dystopian nightmare in America, which we selfishly take for granted. Don’t worry; there won’t be any indulges of current events or the stock market. Namely, if my seventh-grade stock market portfolio project taught me anything, it doesn’t trust me with stocks. I barely passed that project and never thought twice about stocks until 2011 and now.
Just when I thought I couldn’t care less about GameStop, I was proven incredibly wrong. The last time I thought about GameStop was in 2009 when I bought Guitar Hero (and yes, I played The Strokes’ Reptilia from GuitarHero III: Legends Of Rock a lot). So while entertaining as it is to see billionaires cry on tv over Redditors using their MO, I focused on my L and mental health. With the help of cognitive therapy, I’m channeling my loss into adapting to sudden change and new ways of productivity. That’s therapy’s way of saying, refocus your highly emotionally intune and spiraling ways into dealing with actual change. Ironically, I did say Youthquake would be ‘a newly-found sanctuary and trying something out of my comfort zone while pursuing new goals.’ Of course, the universe saw an opportunity, and I can now laugh about it, like the late great Carrie Fisher says, “if my life wasn’t funny, it would just be true.”
Channeling this newfound energy hasn't been easy. I'm a self-saboteur (wallowing comes naturally to me), so this new clarity has been a transition. I'm sharing this because that's the vibe I want for Youthquake, an environment that feels warm and safe. A representative of different facets of ourselves because we don't always feel happy every day.
This new clarity is refreshing; tuning out and stepping away is ideal. Yes, I long for a Nancy Meyers-like cozy cottage (anyone else loves cottagecore?) and channel my inner Frances Mayes after a bitter divorce, only minus the divorce.
Yet, as awful and serpent-like as social media is, it's also a fantastic resource— the camaraderie of finding incredible souls who seem to be kindred spirits. That's the part that keeps me logging back in; you all are my favorite notifications.
Keeping with the theme, I hope you take moments for yourselves and unplug when you need to. Treat ya self to a lazy day (when your schedule permits) and take care of yourself, as you deserve.
This week’s affirmation:
Healing isn’t linear, and neither is progress; it’s okay to cry about something you thought was healed.
In my emotional frenzy of dealing with new roommates (my little sister and my two nephews have joined my Abuelo and me) and my sad mac problem, I realized that I hadn’t taken care of myself as I should.
My sleep schedule is a mess; I keep forgetting my vitamins/water intake, hormonal acne (at my grown age), and general life stress is showing.
As an advocate for mental health, self-care is also a crucial component. So get ready for Youthquake Self-Care Sunday’s where I share my planned efforts. What are y’alls? I’m nosy about skincare yet supportive of all self-care, so please feel free to @ me via Twitter. ✨
My plans for self-care Sunday:
A much-needed nail care/polish change.
Welch’s sparkling rosé (I’m still not drinking) in a champagne coupe glass I bought at an antique mall. Or a Shirley Temple, because I’m not above the delicious and pretty mocktail.
Oui’d (my fave: indica is my nighttime bae since it’s perfect for my anxiety. Meanwhile, Sativa/hybrids are the best for day time/creating). 🌱
Day three uses two new NEW skincare products, which I’ll circle back to after a month’s use, not the usual skincare coverage of only one week.
Finally, re-watching Promising Young Woman and then plot against men. (also, *Spoiler alert* on my review, there’s a warning beforehand.) 💋
Friendly reminder: Unclench your jaw. Stretch. Drink water (iced coffee/caffeine have a limit, ugh.), take three deep breathes in and out. Lastly, don’t forget: not everything online deserves your reaction or energy. Gatekeep your peace, lovelies. Something I’m also learning.
Still at loss for words about SOPHIE. The way music was revolutionized only speaks volumes to the caliber of transcendence. Rest in power, angel.
Yes, a newsletter on playlists are coming. Soon. 🎶