Therapy Bits

A—A flutter begins behind my ribs
B—Breath shortens, brittle and thin
C—Circling thoughts crowd the room
D—Doubt drums softly, then loud
E—Edges of calm begin to fray
F—Fear flickers like a faulty light
G—Ground feels distant beneath my feet
H—Heart hurries without a reason
I—If-onlys pile into towers
J—Jitters jangle my nerves
K—Knots tighten in my stomach
L—Looming what-ifs grow long shadows
M—Mind races miles ahead
N—Noise swells inside the silence
O—Oxygen feels rationed
P—Pulse pounds, pleading for peace
Q—Questions queue without answers
R—Rest slips through my fingers
S—Stillness seems suspicious
T—Turbulence tosses my thoughts midair
U—Underneath, I search for steady ground
V—Vulnerability opens a window
W—Warmth returns with one slow breath
X—X-ing out the worst predictions
Y—Yes, I am here, I am safe
Z—Zeroing back into the present moment

RDP SATURDAY: TURBULENCE