Tick... Tick... Ticking of the clock
- tonitsaera
- Jun 16, 2021
- 1 min read
Tick...tick….tick
We are somewhere unfamiliar
Tock...tock….tock
It will be fine.
We will be fine.
As I breathe in deep the smell of disinfectant and cleanliness fill my nose as I reassure myself I will be fine. I tell myself this is what I need to do. My hands grow clammy. Feeling uneasy as I walk the halls for the first time. Holding my hands in a fist, pressing my nails into my soft palm.Feeling a small pain in my palm. Everything around me went fuzzy, into slow motion.
Hearing muffled.
Sight blurred.
Heart beating…
beating…
beating FAST.
I feel faint.
I can't breathe.
Air escaping.
I can't catch a breath.
Clenching my fists tighter. Tight. Tight. Tight. I breathe the compression of my fists being clenched helps.
Take a breath.
Inhale……
Exhale……
Almost there
Count to five…..
1...
2...
3…
4…
and...
5...
See it's easier to breathe now. I keep telling myself it'll all be fine.
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