Smolly I Am Not: A Tangle of Triggers and Triumphs

By Molly Booker

In a land of clutter and chaos named Spillville,

Smolly’s journey through triggers began with a shrill.

Socks on the floor, dishes piled in the sink,

Coffee spilled over, making Smolly rethink.

“Triggers here, triggers there, triggers seem to be everywhere!

In lines, in traffic, or when gum smacks,

Each tiny annoyance feels like an attack.

I huff and I puff, try to stay serene,

But the calm in my heart is nowhere to be seen.

I meditate, breathe, and do yoga too,

Hoping for peace, a serene view.

Yet, Starbucks lines are long, the traffic’s a jam,

The gum keeps smacking, chaos again, oh damn!

The grumbling, the whining, it’s a noisy crowd,

Trying to find peace, but the chaos is loud.

Then one day, in the midst of this mess,

Smolly realized the secret to calming distress.

It’s not about fighting or fleeing the scene,

But embracing the chaos, staying serene.

The journey’s not easy, it’s a twisty, long road,

But Smolly found that peace is a worthy abode.

From triggered to tranquil, it’s a trek worth the hike,

Learning to love both the calm and the spike.

So, Smolly now smiles, even when coffee spills,

Understanding life’s about the spills and the thrills.

The journey from triggered to peace is a quest,

With each step forward, Smolly feels truly blessed.

For in the land of Spillville, where triggers abound,

Smolly’s heart grew three sizes, true peace was found.

From chaos to calm, from turmoil to glee,

Smolly learned that peace starts with ‘I Am’, just be.”