Self Care Sunday

How To Have A Self-Care Sunday?   

So, here we are, today talking about Self – Care. But why do we need it? Why am I even talking about it all of a sudden? Well, its not a new topic and none of you is unknown to it but the problem is, we keep ignoring our own health. We are too busy realising our dreams, taking care of others that we tend to be lazy when it comes about our personal care.

I don`t say that we should ignore everything else and be selfish but at least we should give one chance to ourselves too. My Mum used to say `if you are not healthy, how are you going to look after others. Leave others aside how are you going to concentrate on your work, your projects. What about your dreams?’ So, in a nutshell, what I want to say is that our own health is equally important. Be it physical or mental.

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