this probably says something about me, and that something is unflattering, but
a good 90% of my self-care is just me talking myself into shit with bribery like i'm a bratty toddler.
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"but i don't wANNAAAAA go to physical therapyyy tomorrowwwww"
"what if we use our new purse? y'know, the one that's shaped like a gameboy with holo angel wings and 'game over' on it?"
"buuuut...."
"we can wear our rainbow leggings, too. and that pair of pink combat boots with the angel wings, if you want."
"....whiiiiiiine"
"and our xbox controller resin charm necklace? y'know, the one that's a little glittery and pink?
"okaaaaaaaaay i guess if we do thaaaaaaat i can gooooo"
"will it help if we put some of that spray-on glitter dust in our hair too"
the answer is always yes tbh