Between helping with library clean-up and keeping up her study habits, Ellyn was exhausted. She'd barely been sleeping due to a certain roommate of her. She ran her fingers through her hair and breathed out to steady herself. She was trying to calculate mentally what else needed doing today, but she couldn't untangle everything.
Ellyn's chest felt tight, and breathing was a struggle. She just had to calm down. Everything would be fine. Breathe, Ellyn, breathe. You're fine. Everything is going to be just fine. Mental chanting shouldn't have helped, but it did. Before she knew it, Ellyn's chest felt less constricted. She just had to focus on the present right now. That was how she'd get through to this.