A poem on self-care.
The fifth entry in Sula Journals by poet Nicole Shanté White on the toxicity of social media and relearning self-love.
“I have a complicated relationship with mornings. I appreciate the sense of renewal it brings and I’ve been known to whip up a sexy stack of pancakes. However, my depression consistently makes rising more than a physical task. Thoughts of inadequacy and uselessness tend to leave little room for optimism about the day ahead.”
“Sometimes I just want to lay naked next to a lover. Sometimes I want to sleep alone. It is important to recognize that I also need to learn how to receive a “no.” I don’t want any of my sexual partners to operate under the assumption that their body belongs to me.”
“As human beings we all need security, love, and social belonging. We all want to belong and receive love from others but at the same time we should want healthy, fulfilling, and satisfying love.”
“I am a black woman focusing on the practice of self-care as a form of self-preservation. It is my birth right.”