Choosing Myself (and My Oils) Over Everyone Else.
Lately I feel this itch to do something radically selfish! Just once, I want to choose me over everyone else.
đ Hello, to the woman whoâs tempted to cancel everyone and choose herself for once.
đ§Ż This Just In: A Woman Considered Her Own Needs and the World Didnât Collapse.
Lately, thereâs this itch under your skin. The craving to do something radically selfish. Not violent, not vengeful, just something that prioritizes you, for once.
You donât want to burn your life down. You just want to take a nap without guilt, or eat something delicious without narrating your health goals to the air. Do one damn thing youâve always wanted! Not for productivity, not for anyone else, just because itâs yours. A hobby, a dream, a tiny rebellion. Something that says: this part of my life belongs to me.
You want to leave the room when people start asking for things you no longer have the energy to give.
You want to stop explaining why youâre tired, irritable, or need to be alone.
And most of all?
You want to stop asking for permission to feel this way.
But hereâs the catch:
Every time that craving shows up, it crashes into decades of conditioning.
Voices in your head say:
"Donât be dramatic."
"Other women have it worse."
"You should be grateful."
"If you really cared, youâd push through."
Darling, please.
Youâve pushed through enough.
Which is exactly why todayâs dispatch is brought to you by The Midlife Myth-Buster â slayer of influencer lies, debunker of bad advice, and here to say what your stress-ball aromatherapy guru wonât:
Selfish isnât a crime. Itâs a survival skill.
Letâs get to work.
â 4 Myths After Coffee
Because apparently, wanting time for yourself is now a moral crisis.
đ„ Myth #1: âDoing things for yourself is selfish.â
Ah yes⊠because the moment a woman isnât actively caretaking, she must be plotting world domination. Newsflash: taking care of you is how the whole damn operation stays functional.
đ„ Myth #2: âIf you really loved your family, you wouldnât need a break.â
This one is brought to you by people who think martyrdom is a personality. Love does not mean self-erasure. You can adore your people and want them out of your face for an afternoon.
đ„ Myth #3: âOnce the kids are older / work slows down / life calms down, youâll have time for you.â
Oh good, canât wait to start living never. If you keep deferring your needs to the mythical âlater,â youâll wake up realizing later already left with your last nerve and your best earrings.
đ„ Myth #4: âReal women just power through.â
Power through what, exactly? Burnout? Bone-deep exhaustion? The passive-aggressive group chat? No thanks. Real women pause, reassess, and sometimes take an aromatherapy bath instead of answering emails.
âĄïžThe Offender of the Week
It starts off innocent:
âHave you tried just making more time for yourself?â
Oh, sure. Let me pencil that in between running a household, managing hormone roulette, keeping humans alive, pretending I sleep, and fielding unsolicited wellness advice from people whose only credential is being loud.
And then⊠the kicker:
âYou just need a better routine.â
Ah yes. Because burnout, emotional depletion, and midlife existential rebellion are clearly things I can fix with a planner and some turmeric shots.
This weekâs Offender isnât just misinformed, heâs dangerously optimistic about how much of a womanâs life can be fixed with better time management and fewer feelings.
He calls it âself-care.â
What he means is âdonât rock the boat.â
And what you actually need?
To rock the damn boat, jump overboard, and do something selfish for once, just because itâs yours to do.
Bless his heart. May his socks always be slightly damp.
đŒïž Meme #1: Calendar Exorcism
đ Clarity, Please. (One Actual Fact)
Because one well-placed truth is better than a thousand guilt-trips.
Hereâs todayâs actual fact:
Doing something just for you, whether itâs rest, art, silence, or a wildly unnecessary hobby, lowers cortisol, supports nervous system recovery, and helps rebalance hormonal chaos.
So yes, âselfishâ is technically medicinal.
No, itâs not irresponsible.
No, itâs not immature.
And no, itâs not why your houseplants are dying.
In fact, the only real danger of choosing yourself?
You might enjoy it. And do it again.
Turns out, your nervous system thrives when you stop being everyoneâs unpaid intern.
đ Agenda Item: The Big Selfish Thing
I sat myself down like a board meeting of one and asked: if Iâm going to be selfish, letâs make it count. Not a bath. Not a nap. A capital-B Big Thing with a calendar entry and a receipt.
I made a short, shameless menu:
A) turn the spare room into My Studio (no shared storage, no âjust for nowâ boxes),
B) book a 24-hour solo hotel stay in my own city: blackout curtains, late checkout, robe I donât have to share,
C) claim one sacred morning every week for the next 12 weeks: phone off, door shut, brain on my project only.
Winner: the 24-hour solo retreat. I opened a hotel tab, filtered for âquiet,â âlate checkout,â and ânonjudgmental ice machine,â picked a place with decent pillows, and booked it. I titled the calendar block âNobody Needs Me.â I made a packing list that delights only me: one book with no life lessons, headphones, snacks that crunch aggressively, face mask, and pajamas that qualify as emotional support.
Then I set the dominoes: moved two things on my calendar, set an auto-reply that says âBack tomorrow; not an emergency,â and put a Post-it on the fridge that reads, âYes, thereâs food. Youâre clever.â I even practiced unlocking joy by doing the most radical step of all: I left one to-do undone on purpose! As proof the world keeps turning.
By evening, I felt suspiciously⊠good. Like a person with a plan that serves her actual life. I clicked on the diffuser (hello, petitgrain with a whisper of copaiba), let the oils hum in the background, and fell asleep accomplished, like someone who picked the big selfish thing and actually started it.
đ Todayâs Read: Essential Oils in Your Menopause Arsenal
They wonât fix everything, but when used smartly, essential oils can be powerful allies for mood regulation, pain relief, fatigue, and even hormone support.
Aromatherapy and topical application both have real effects on the nervous system. The science? Still catching up. But the experience of thousands of women? Worth paying attention to.
In todayâs article, we walk through which oils do what, how to use them safely, and what not to waste your money on.
đ§° Todayâs Non-Stupid Solution: Petitgrain (aka âthe other orangeâ)
Lavender is booked, Peppermint is loud. Meet Petitgrain â steam-distilled from bitter orange leaves/twigs. It smells like a calm, green citrus breeze and does three useful things without drama: quiets racing thoughts, smooths irritability, and helps you downshift for sleep. Itâs also not phototoxic, plays nicely with others, and wonât bankrupt you like Neroli.
What itâs not:
Not a menopause cure.
Not âjust for colognes.â
Not something you need 20 drops of to âwork.â (Please no.)
Quick, realistic ways to use it
60-Minute Sanity Diffuser
3 drops Petitgrain + 2 drops Mandarin + 1 drop Copaiba (optional).
Result: softer edges, fewer murdery thoughts at 5 p.m.
1% Pulse-Point Roll-On (bedtime or meeting jitters)
6 drops Petitgrain in 30 mL jojoba or sweet almond.
Swipe on wrists/neck; breathe for 60 seconds.
Shower Steam Hack
3â4 drops on a washcloth at your feet; hot water on = DIY aromatherapy chamber.
âCool Your Jetsâ Mist
In a 100 mL bottle: 1 tsp glycerin + 12 drops Petitgrain + top with distilled water.
Shake, spritz chest/neck (avoid eyes). Great for hot-flash grumpiness.
Tissue Trick (car/desk)
1â2 drops on a tissue; slow breaths when the to-do list starts screaming.
Bonus swap (if aches are the headline)
Try Copaiba (resin, not a citrus): add 1 drop to any blend for gentle joint/muscle comfort. No, itâs not CBD; yes, itâs a steady helper.
đŒïž Meme #2: Aromatherapy, Unsupervised
âš What Weâre Not Doing Today
A short list of things we are officially unavailable for, effective immediately:
Justifying the urge to put ourselves first like itâs a crime.
Taking life advice from people whoâve never had night sweats and rage in the same hour.
Apologizing for needing alone time when our brains feel like a browser with 94 tabs open.
Feeling guilty for wanting joy that doesnât involve productivity, caregiving, or kale.
Dismissing real burnout as âjust a funk.â
Shrinking our dreams to fit someone elseâs comfort zone.
Today, selfish isnât shameful, itâs survival!
đ„ Wisdom Thatâs Aged Like Milk
âPut everyone else first.â (Ah yes, the burnout diet.)
âSelf-care is selfish.â (Thank you, 1954. Iâll risk it.)
âJust say yes! Youâll feel better.â (To what, resentment?)
âGood women donât make waves.â (Cool. I am the tide.)
âDonât be dramatic.â (Iâm being diagnostic.)
âPush through it.â (Straight to a 3 p.m. crash? Pass.)
âKeep the peace.â (At the cost of my own? Hard no.)
âTreat yourself to a latte instead.â (Iâm treating myself to boundaries.)
âYou can rest after this week.â (Famous last words.)
âDonât rock the boat.â (Iâm not the life raft.)
âBe grateful.â (I am⊠and Iâm also allowed to choose me.)
âAsk for permission.â (Iâm an adult; Iâll inform you.)
âLower your expectations.â (Or raise my standards for me.)
âDonât say no; offer a maybe.â (I prefer complete sentences: No.)
âItâs not that deep.â (My cortisol disagrees.)
âĄïž Permission to Be âSelfishâ (Approved)
Youâve done the contortions. Youâve carried the calendar, the groceries, and the guilt.
Not today. Todayâs experiment: choose you, without an apology tour.
You donât need another hack. You need one clear boundary and five quiet minutes that belong to no one else.
If this landed like a ribcage âhell yes,â keep it. If it didnât? Toss it. Recycle the pressure with it.
You are not a public utility. You are a person.
You donât owe anyone a performance, a smile, or a âsure, I can take that on.â
Todayâs dispatch was brought to you by The Midlife Myth-Buster, good-girl deprogrammer, boundary enthusiast, and part-time martyrdom slayer.
Tomorrow? Another voice, another vibe, same allegiance to your actual life.






