She told me to take a mindful shower. I get in the hot water and try to wash the day away. Scrub my scalp. Not sure if these are tears or the thing that is supposed to be cleansing me. Coconut shampoo that I squeeze into my hand. Trying to ground myself as I spiral out of control.
Chapped lips.
Silently screaming.
Throat on fire.
Fighting to blend in.
Mindfulness like she taught me. I stretch my arms and tip toe to my room.
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