Two

One, two…..

I focused on my breathing. Slowly in, slowly out. If I could control that, hopefully my mind would follow.

Three, four….

Counting sometimes calmed me. The rhythmic sound of the numbers. Up to ten and back to one. Divert my attention away from my racing pulse.

Five, six….

I wouldn’t always feel this way. It would pass, leaving my body as quickly as it began. This is temporary, this is harmless.

Seven, eight….

Another wave hit me. Washing over me and making it hard to take a breath.

Nine, ten….

Breathe. I should breathe. In slowly, hold, release. If I could control that hopefully my heart would follow.

Ten, nine….

I didn’t know how much more I could take. Fear was starting to take a stronger hold than I could fight off.

Eight, seven….

I closed my eyes and silently begged. I begged for strength, serenity. I begged for this to pass, to feel normal again.

Six, five….

How much longer could my body sustain this state? I was exhausted and shaky.

Four, three….

I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. I diverted my attention away from my head and into my feet. Slowly feeling every ounce of my body starting to relax.

Two, one….

I focused on my breathing. Slowly in, slowly out. If I could control that, hopefully my mind would follow.

 

 

Originally posted on www.LiteraryTraces.com

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