by Sarah Bakewell
chamomile tea
It’ll
pass.
Everything
seems so unbearable. So difficult. So overwhelming.
It’ll
pass.
It’s
too much. There’s just too much crashing down all at once.
It’ll
pass.
I’m
struggling. Again. I can never remember how to get out of it.
It’ll
pass.
I
know it’ll pass but when? It’s been days. I want to do something to make
it go away sooner.
‘It’
go away, or ‘you’ go away?
Whichever.
It’ll
pass. Be patient. You have to ride it out.
Why?
Says who? Who for? Who’s making it happen, testing how I deal with it?
Breathe.
What
if I don’t want to anymore?
You
do. Keep breathing. All will be well.
…
It’ll pass.
That’s
right. It’ll pass.
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