I can’t breathe

There’s fear…there’s pain…

There’s panic…

5 things I can touch, 5 things I can see.

List them and breathe.

Don’t think about anything else

I can touch my blanket…my plush

Everything was my fault, everything

Stop. Focus. Three more things.

My dog…my book…my iPad.

That’s wasn’t so hard, see

Why was I treated so badly?

Everyone blames me…

It was all my fault.

Five things you can see.


My Christmas tree…breathe

My heater, my makeup…breathe

My shoes and my lamp.

You can breathe again

Good, there’s no need to panic

You’re in a safe place

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