My Poetry | Looming

It takes years of practice to train your brain to work itself out of a panic attack. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. It was completely normal, sitting at my desk on a Tuesday afternoon when I suddenly felt that looming feeling where I met the front doors to the emotional flood gates which helped keep all of my emotions in check. I figured I had two options. I could either let myself gush and panic, or I could try and talk myself down. I thought it would be interesting to share my own personal pep talk I had with myself. This was the conversation I had in that moment with my brain almost verbatim...