Another Another Another

my trauma response is to tense 
up automatically. I feel the muscles in 
my back and shoulders freeze and ache 
as my eyes begin to water uncontrollably.
I wrestle with trying to breathe 
intentionally while getting swept up
in the busyness of the day. Another shift
in my eyes, another shift in the 
season, another shift in the weather, 
and I become stressed in a second.
I was this way for years of my life,
unable to shake the stress from my muscles,
unaware of how normal this was for me
until I could relax without worry once again.

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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