My generation is obsessed with self-betterment on one hand and self-love on the other. Maybe the argument can be made that some self-love is self-betterment, and I would agree that bettering yourself is loving toward yourself.
There is a popular breed of self-love that seems to consist merely for the purpose of finding excuses for underachieving and laziness. Often that excuse falls broadly under the umbrella of “self-love.”
But don’t please your current self by slapping your future self in the face.
That’s not self-love, that’s indulgence masquerading as self-love.