Circling the drain

Time hasn’t changed. I’m everywhere and nowhere. The clock is broken. Still the same light and shapes surrounding me. Am I remembering to breathe? My heart is racing but I’m laying still. The cold runs down my spine. I need to sleep, but I’m not sure I will wake up? It’s always a gamble. Is this death coming? Am I feeling this? Fear and panic is constant. My stomach in knots. Sweat dripping from my clammy forehead. You need to sleep. Every noise is amplified. Finally a cricket choir breaks through. Remember to breathe. Just be calm.


Published by Snowy Owl

There was a lot more written here before. Then I saw it was irrelevant. I am just another person with an autoimmune disease and spectrum ”disorder” who is highly sensitive to their environment. I thought I would write a few things down, so here you go. Swim at your own risk!

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