Collection
CAC
Breath in.
1...2...3...
Exhale.
Try not to think about it.
Try not to worry.
Focus on the external.
Kitchen set against the wall.
The overstuffed black leather sofa.
The coffee table that is always flawless.
Cartoons playing on the flat screen.
Paintings and pictures that are here to calm you.
Not scare you.
This area was designed to be a safe place.
A safe place.
One you only come to when the worst happens.
You are only allowed inside when a child is hurt.
My child.
My children.
I'm focusing internally now.
My head, heavy.
My breath, short.
My heart, racing.
My eyes, they burn.
The tempature in the room is perfect- but my skin is burning up.
My stomach is flipping- like bugs trapped inside.
My legs feel weak.
There's no place to hide.
I don't want to do this.
I never wanted to do this.
I must do this.
I must show my children I will protect them at all costs. I must show them that I will always believe and support them.
This shit is bananas.
B a n a n a s
(Thanks Gwen stephani)
Breathe
Don't forget to breathe
Living is for the strong.
Dying is not an option.
You can do this.
And this will empower you- forever.
You are going to get thru this.
You are safe.
You are smart.
You are kind.
You are capable.
Be a pheonix.
Rise from the ashes of the fire he left behind.
Take all of this damage and bloom.
And the kids.... they will use me as an inspiration.
And they too, will bloom.
And we will be okay.
1...2...3...
Exhale.
Try not to think about it.
Try not to worry.
Focus on the external.
Kitchen set against the wall.
The overstuffed black leather sofa.
The coffee table that is always flawless.
Cartoons playing on the flat screen.
Paintings and pictures that are here to calm you.
Not scare you.
This area was designed to be a safe place.
A safe place.
One you only come to when the worst happens.
You are only allowed inside when a child is hurt.
My child.
My children.
I'm focusing internally now.
My head, heavy.
My breath, short.
My heart, racing.
My eyes, they burn.
The tempature in the room is perfect- but my skin is burning up.
My stomach is flipping- like bugs trapped inside.
My legs feel weak.
There's no place to hide.
I don't want to do this.
I never wanted to do this.
I must do this.
I must show my children I will protect them at all costs. I must show them that I will always believe and support them.
This shit is bananas.
B a n a n a s
(Thanks Gwen stephani)
Breathe
Don't forget to breathe
Living is for the strong.
Dying is not an option.
You can do this.
And this will empower you- forever.
You are going to get thru this.
You are safe.
You are smart.
You are kind.
You are capable.
Be a pheonix.
Rise from the ashes of the fire he left behind.
Take all of this damage and bloom.
And the kids.... they will use me as an inspiration.
And they too, will bloom.
And we will be okay.