When I feel overwhelmed, my usual coping mechanism is to retreat into my personal routines, practices where I feel invisible, where I can meld into the world around me, feel as if I'm a part of the all-powerful universe rather than my so limited self. Iced coffee, outdoor table, reading. Biking around the park at night, fireflies and the moon lighting the way. I let my identity sink deep down and let my surroundings consume me.
“a philosophy where you dont /force/ yourself to do anything” reminds me of this thread: https://twitter.com/sqiouyilu/status/1558639809354088448?s=21&t=BAbtCz-uhb0dsxHhRTtUKg