I hate storms
I keep telling myself that it won't harm me
But who am I kidding
It may not be physically
It's mentally
Especially when they're bad
The loud taps of golf ball sized hail
The ominous roll of violent thunder
And the blinding flash of every lightning bolt
It's all so terrifying to me
Even music can't comfort me
Nothing can comfort me
My worries skyrocket when the notification pops up on my phone
KETV: Sarpy County is now under a tornado watch.
The anxiety and tears start to boil
My breaths become shorter
I let my self get lost in thought
and I try to sleep but my brain refuses to
I hate storms
Everything calms for just a moment leaving just rain and thunder
By body relaxes
I relax
And I listen to the rain and my body drifts off to sleep
This happens every. Single. Time.
