Theme: Sometimes being delusional save you - just like sometimes ignorance is bliss
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Feeling the whoosh of air alongside my ears, I kept on chanting mentally, 'It will be okay'.After the umpteenth repetition of that thought; meant for reassurance, I felt a calm overtake me. I opened my tightly shut eyes and relaxed my clenched jaw. Only to realize that all the 'It will be okay' I was feeding myself were just a coping mechanism.
Why you may ask?
Because neither had my fall from the mountain halted nor I had grown magical wings to fly off to la la land with all rainbows and sunshine. I was soaked by the courtesy of the heavy rainstorm that was surrounding me and the bottom was becoming clearer with every passing second.I closed my eyes and recited one last 'It will be okay'.
If being delusional saved me from being panicky, anxious and stressed for even a second, I would gladly take it.
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