Back in the day when I was still a bit inside the fascist rabbit hole I used to meditate a lot. Self care only goes so far when you don't understand why you don't get paid well, or why the culture you're in simultaneously lauds and frowns upon sexual promiscuity, or why you're suppressing most of your emotions. Just naming a few things.

I still was pretty miserable. I'm in a way better place mentally despite everything going on in the world than back in those days. The hardcore fash must be fucking miserable.