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5 Simple Simons: A Weird Little Rhyme That Stops My Anxiety

This works because your brain can’t spiral and concentrate on complex language at the same time

Whenever I feel anxiety creeping in — that restless “what the fuck do I do with myself” feeling —

I always remember a really good friend who taught me this verse.. saying.. whatever the fuck it's called, I will legit say this muthafucker out loud because it forces my brain to focus — and it works.


One red hen

A couple of ducks

Three brown bears

Four fast hares

Five simple simon's sitting on a fence tryna make a dollar out of fifteen cents

Six soliciting solicitor's solicited down sixth-street

Seven slimy sailor's sailed the seven seas

Eight elegant alligators elevated up eight elevators

Nine nibbling nibloids nibbled on nine noodles

Ten - One fig plucker said to the other fig plucker, I'm not a fig plucker I'm a fig plucker's son and I'll pluck figs until the fig pluckers come

then you repeat only backwards

emoc srekculp ha jk

Ten - One fig plucker said to the other fig plucker, I'm not a fig plucker I'm a fig plucker's son and I'll pluck figs until the fig pluckers come

Nine nibbling nibloids nibbled on nine noodles

Eight elegant alligators elevated up eight elevators

Seven slimy sailor's sailed the seven seas

Six soliciting solicitor's solicited down sixth-street

Five simple simon's sitting on a fence tryna make a dollar out of fifteen cents

Four fast hares

Three brown bears

A couple of ducks

One red hen.



It always makes me feel better! I'm just sad that every single time I say it out loud he's not here to hear me say it.

I miss you FatBoi! You legit were a really good friend.

And now all of you can say this and know that it came from an awesome dude. and get rid of that shitty anxiety! because it does work.. my anxiety is gone 

Grief lives in weird places — sometimes in a rhyme, sometimes in muscle memory.


try it!


pass it on.



xo

Sho!

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