Sometimes supporting someone we love by doing something they love (even if we don’t love it too) is an act of self-care.
Yesterday, I accompanied my husband to yet another record show. Would I have preferred to stay in the car and read a book? Yes, I would have. But since he wanted me to go, of course I went. It was important to him, so it became important to me.
If you’re wondering how exactly doing something for someone else is considered self-care, then perhaps we need to take a step back and reconsider what self-care truly is. (And remind ourselves that self-care isn’t only about the self.)