If I do manage to find a moment of quiet in my brain, a corner of peace where the chaos and noise seem far away, it’s only a matter of time before the rest of my brain finds me (I picture it almost scanning for signs of me, like a guard tower with a searchlight in a prison movie) and directs all of that hyperfocus, hyperfixation and chatter back onto me: ‘Oh, there you are, trying to relax. Oh OK, well I can help keep an eye on your breathing – no that was too short, no, look, you’re breathing weirdly now, stop thinking about breathing, OK, keep an eye on your breathing. Hey! What’s going on
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