Real Self Care Novels & Stories

"You need to take care of yourself too. A shower and a change of clothes will do wonders for your spirit." Sarah's initial reluctance was palpable, her heart still heavy with worry. But Maria's words resonated, and the thought of Aldo waking up to find her refreshed and renewed held a certain appeal. She finally nodded, allowing Maria to guide her toward self-care. In the bathroom, Maria helped Sarah with gentle hands and a warm smile. The soothing water cascaded over her, washing away the physical and emotional exhaustion that had settled in her bones. Maria's fingers worked through her hair, transforming it into a cascade of beauty that framed her face.

I replied curtly, not really in the mood for socializing. "Oh, you look down" She slowly ran her hand down my back. "And tense" She massaged my shoulder. "You need to take a break and breathe refreshing air" "You speak like someone who isn't aware of the nature of my job. I leave the work for a minute, it pile up and I have to make up for it the next minute so what's the use of a break?" I replied, moving away to reach for a file. "There is that but then there is self-care. All these" She waved her hand around the office. "Are important but not as important as you are. You need to take a break. I will handle it"

As I thought about the past, I made a decision—I wouldn’t let it stop me from achieving my goals or going after the people I love. The evening settled into a calm rhythm, the kind of serenity that feels rare and precious after a long day. My apartment felt cozy and alive, a reflection of my newfound energy. I decided to indulge in a bit of self-care—a warm bath, my favorite scented candles, and a playlist of soft acoustic tunes.

I'm just a girl running on hormones and sexual frustration. Once I get that rose toy, Cassian will be history. Jason already is, and I never thought I'd be able to breathe without him. Blocked. No regrets. I'm balancing a bowl of cereal on one arm and my diary on another when my phone rings. I ignore it. Today is self care day. Nobody will take that from me. It rings again and I toss my diary on my bed with a sigh. It's mom. Probably calling again to rub her perfect honeymoon in my face.

"The big thing feels large. So she goes back to what feels like her." Fred held that for a moment, nodding slowly. "She goes to the things that feel real to her," I told him, meeting his eyes. "When everything feels large and ceremonial and—" I paused, searching for the right words. "She goes back to the ordinary things that built her. The healer's hall is real. Dispute hearings are real. Sitting with a patient at five in the morning is real." I held Fred's gaze steady. "The coronation feels like a performance. So she goes back to the things that feel like herself." Fred nodded again, leaning against the table edge. "Should we—"

But he came back to himself. And that mattered. Later, when I was alone, hand resting on my stomach like I always do when I’m thinking too much, I realized something. This is the real cost. Not gossip. Not camera phones. But the constant need to prove that what you have is real and not just convenient. And the thing is? I’m not scared of the outside world. I’m watching the inside. Carefully. Because if we’re going to do this — properly — then it has to be us choosing each other.

"Who are you and what have you done with my father?" "Very funny." "I'm serious. I don't think I've ever seen you take a day off, let alone a week." She leaned forward, her eyes bright. "What brought this on?" I shrugged. "I was looking at the sea this morning and I realized I couldn't remember the last time I just... looked at it. Without thinking about work." Camille's expression softened as she reached across the table and squeezed my hand. "It's about time." “It's a good thing you're finally deciding to do self care. You deserve it.”

I was saying it when she became a tomato again. " Will you please go out?? " " I will not go out, however, I can go to take a very cold shower. " " But, why do you need a cold shower? It is still cold out there, take a hot shower. " " Hot shower will not be helpful in my case. I need a cold one. " " Why?? You will catch cold." " I will take medicine... Are you forgetting darling that I am a doctor... I know how to cure ailments. "

Jokingly I smile to Max while sipping my milk. "I'm already used to struggling with people" Maxine replies "Wow strong woman? hahahah" As Ella flexes her imagination muscles hahaha. I want to go to the restroom first so I could fix my make up, I feel like my face is haggard. Girls treat yourself with self-care. Love yourself. No, I'm not a BTS army sorry hahaha. We should be beautiful, like me. Jk just give me this chance to motivate myself.

"Forgiving people in silence and never speaking to them again is a form of self care." - poetsglobe. While scrolling through my I*******m feed, I came across this post. Okay, fine. Maybe it's best if I just stay quiet and find peace on my own. You will be dissatisfied if the enjoyment you seek comes from others. True enjoyment is having peace of mind and being content even without the assistance of others.