Are we really responsible for our well-being?


In a world constantly telling us "if you want it, you can achieve it" and promoting self-care at every turn, I've been reflecting on a crucial question: Are we truly responsible for our own well-being?

Our generation has been raised on empowerment narratives, yet we sometimes forget that our mental and physical health doesn't solely depend on us. Social, cultural, environmental, and political contexts significantly impact how we feel. Media and social networks profit from our fears and anxieties, making us click and consume their content. It's far less profitable to promote moderate or optimistic perspectives.

Yet, when asked if we're responsible for our well-being, I still say yes.

While it's not our fault that external factors challenge our well-being, it is our responsibility to respond to these challenges. Why? Because if we don't take this responsibility, no one else will.

Self-care isn't easy (otherwise everyone would do it).

Resisting junk food, prioritising sleep, limiting alcohol, choosing movement over couch time, and putting down our phones requires effort. These temptations provide illusions of immediate well-being and temporarily drown out anxiety.

But difficult circumstances don't give us permission to neglect ourselves. While I'm the first to advocate for self-compassion and releasing perfectionism, a victim mentality toward our circumstances doesn't serve us.

Taking care of ourselves isn't a burden. It's a privilege. Prioritising sleep, reducing screen time, and exercising aren't sacrifices. They're gifts we give ourselves that enhance our enjoyment of life.

When we shift our mindset from "I have to exercise..." to "I get to take time for myself", everything becomes easier. This is why I promote the idea of "a little, often" and finding movement that leaves you feeling rejuvenated rather than depleted.

This approach transforms self-care from another pressure point into a genuine pleasure.

Om, peace 🧡

Clem

Clémence Dieryck

I'm a bilingual yoga teacher who helps people who sit a lot gain mobility, move without pain and reduce their stress.

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