inhale exhale talk yourself through the motions sit in silence and ponder review revise refine but don’t repeat do something with your hands occupy your mind, music, drugs, sleep, a bike ride, a scream
acknowledge five things you see around you
acknowledge four things you can touch around you
acknowledge three things you hear
acknowledge two things you can smell
acknowledge one thing you can taste
anxiety turned hyper awareness turned highly functional survival
highly functional avoidance
highly functional overthinking
highly functional self-soothing
highly functional dissociation
highly functional anticipation
the kind where you know every exit in the room
every shift in tone
every pause in someone’s sentence
the kind where your body learned to stay ten steps ahead so your mind wouldn’t drown
you breathe through it
stretch through it
write through it
smoke through it
sleep through it
ride through it
scream through it
not because it’s healed
but because motion feels safer than stillness
and sometimes healing looks ugly first
looks repetitive
looks like grounding exercises done with shaking hands
looks like trying to convince your nervous system that the war is over even when your body still hears alarms
“acknowledge five things you see”
not because the room changed
because you’re trying to return to it
anxiety can make a person hyper aware
hyper awareness can make a person adaptable
adaptable can become functional
but functional doesn’t always mean peaceful
same way fake smiles don’t mean happiness
my tears can’t always explain themselves
some things leave the body
before they ever reach language
sometimes tears are grief
sometimes exhaustion
sometimes anger with nowhere safe to land
sometimes your nervous system pulling the fire alarm
because your mouth never got the chance to
people want explanations because explanations are clean
but emotions rarely arrive organized
a fake smile can hide a collapse
a tear can hold ten different feelings at once
and that’s the strange part of being human
the body confesses
what the mind still can’t translate
i’m living and learning at once
acknowledge five things you see
how about the five things that haunt me instead
the five memories that replay so often
they’ve worn paths into my mind like restless footsteps in a hallway
they make their own desired path to my mind, they don’t follow the rules
the conversations i should’ve ended sooner
or started so long ago
the conversations in which i’m really only talking to myself
where i’m craving to be understood
the silence after i finally stopped speaking
and the silence that reaches my mind after i finally get over it
the versions of myself built only to endure
and the fear that healing means becoming something unfamiliar to myself
unable to live in the present
survival has become ritual
pain has become routine enough to decorate itself like comfort
like my body is always expecting something
and if it feels too good my body creates something out of nothing
not because i prefer survival but because that’s the only currency i’ve lived in
living and learning at once
growing while managing
the damage is already done
stillness doesn’t mean still
it’s just exhaustion sitting in a corner forced to get up again
acknowledge five things i see
i see my shoes as i keep my head low
my shaking hands
my bitten nails
and as my eyes wander to give you two more answers i go completely blank
inhale exhale talk yourself through the motions sit in silence and ponder review revise refine but don’t repeat do something with your hands occupy your mind, music, drugs, sleep, a bike ride, a scream
anxiety turned hyper awareness turned highly functional survival
see how repetitive it really is
currency of survival
it continues to circulate
it keeps moving hands
keeps moving through the body the same way
survival becomes transactional
something learned
something spent daily
something my body defaults to
because it’s the only language it was taught
i don’t know how to transfer dollars to euros
and i don’t know how to transfer survival into peace
review revise refine but don’t repeat
as i continue to repeat
fighting my own instincts
but if you don’t teach a bird to fly
how do you expect it to soar
is this good