A tightening in the
center of my chest
A knot in my gut
Breathe
A few moments of relief
And then with no warning
A tightening in the
center of my chest
A knot in my gut-
Add in a little race
between my pulse
and my thoughts-
Breathe deeper
Take a drink of water
Tell someone how I’m feeling
The cycle may continue
a little longer
but I’m no longer
circling it alone
I often speak of writing as a type of therapy. I’m able to get feelings on paper without speaking the words.
I have not written about anxiety and depression in a while. But today was tough. Anxiety was knocking down the door.
If you happen to also be there, you are not alone.
Much love,
Kelley

I see you and I sit in those spaces, too. Sending blessings of loving acceptance to you, dear Kelley. ♥️
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Thank you, Carrie. ❤️
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Kelley, I understand this so much. Thank you, dear friend. I love you. ❤️🙏💕
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Thank you, Karla. Love you. 🩷🩷
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It’s my blessing. If I lived closer, I’d want to have coffee and tea with you and just “be”. You’re a blessing ❤️🙏
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🩷☕
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Me too
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Hang in there! 😊💛
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You too, thanks for all your sharing
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I love your writing style!
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Thank you!
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