It’s a mindshift.
It’s an easing of the stomache.
It’s a calming of a fidgety leg.
It’s listening to the music
It’s blocking out the noise.
Turning down the volume.
Facing fear head-on.
It’s dancing with fear.
Categories: Health, identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
Beautiful poem
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