descend and dissolve
like placing paper / to the flame.
the days are a game / of catch and release.
Sometimes it all feels like swallowing glass; you reach for a solution but it's like trying to catch smoke in your hand.
Coping mechanisms are great - they're important - but the occasional self pity session can bring some relief, too.
A gentle tapping (or rubbing) of these pressure points in moments of extreme anxiety is thought to help one ease through the triggering thought rather than being swallowed by it. Think of it as wrapping yourself in a metaphorical weighted blanket for a few good breaths.
it took no / time at all / for time to / be so unforgiving
Does your brain ever feel like it's on a carousel? 'Cause mine sure does. Every. Damn. Day. Spinning in circles, everything lost in an up-down blur. You crane your neck to try to keep your eyes on that one something, but inevitably it always escapes your line of vision, because that carousel just keeps on…
Tunnel vision. Tight chest, shallow breath. A pounding and a nagging behind my eyes that makes it impossible to focus on anything else. A feeling in my stomach like the in and out of ocean waves as they reach for shore - reach, reach, reach, pull back and gain momentum. anx·i·e·ty/aNGˈzīədē/ noun a feeling of…