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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