Thinking about asking me to do something? For now, just don’t, unless it’s vital. And even then, maybe consider whether it can wait.
I’m writing and scheduling this post before I see the election results. I’m supposed to be at an election party with friends and I have no idea how late I’ll be up or what kind of shape I’ll be in. I just know that the misogyny and cultural-scale gaslighting of this political cycle has exhausted me. Being continually reminded that you’re seen as subhuman really takes it out of you, ya know?
Add in the fact that I’m getting ready to move to Berkeley to teach there in the spring, and all the attendant major life changes that accompany resettling in another state, and… I’m continually exhausted. I’m still writing/blogging daily, and teaching both a college class and multiple dance classes, and managing my household, and trying to have some semblance of a social life, and… yeah.I’m upping the self-care like crazy, borrowing a lot of tips from this list of evidence-based self-care interventions. I’m reaching out to my support network, doing near-daily yoga, eating pretty healthy (but still indulging in favorites like wine and chocolate), and so on.
I totally appreciate people reaching out to me, but please just keep in mind that I’m juggling the logistics of a cross-country move while finishing out the semester and preparing to teach two new classes in the spring. And there’s a bunch of other stuff going on in my life I won’t even get into here, but suffice to say that things are more stressful as a result.
Things will be okay. I will be okay. I just need to preserve enough emotional and physical energy to get through this next stretch, and then it’ll be back to being awesome 24/7. I don’t even know who’s reading this post, but thanks for reading and understanding.