I’ve been a bit anxious lately. Chest is tight. Throat is tight. I’ve struggled to catch my breath far too often. I wondered if maybe I was putting on weight but that’s ridiculous; I look fantastic. I sat down to work on some writing and as I opened my laptop screen I tried to take one of those deep, cleansing breaths that makes me feel good for ten seconds. I was busy fiddling with my laptop and password and trying to catch my breath when I realized I just need to fucking STOP.


Fuck the blog post. Fuck the password. Sit back, and chill out for ten seconds. I closed my eyes. I let my hands hang at my sides.

I breathed.

That’s it. Maybe five breaths in total. I opened my eyes and to my amazement, the computer hadn’t jumped up and ran away. I couldn’t believe how short a break I needed to feel worlds better. It seemed too easy. Why wasn’t I doing this more often? Is this how I am all day? Do I never let myself just…


About the Author Kyle Milligan

I'm Kyle Milligan, I write New Adult Books that don't suck. i.e. The Hang-Ups and Hangovers series. I like to write about the challenges of being a single twenty-something in today's hookup culture. My blog offers Dating Advice For Men.

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