Bhí lá úr san fhómhar i Nua-Eabhrac.

It was a crisp autumn day in Nua-Eabhrac.

Bhí an ghrian ag taitneamh tríd na scamaill, agus bhí na duilleoga órga agus oráiste ag titim ar chosáin Pháirc Lárnach.

The sun was shining through the clouds, and the golden and orange leaves were falling on the paths of Páirc Lárnach.

Bhí Niamh ag siúl tríd an bpáirc, í ag iarraidh sos a fháil ón ngléasra uirbeach a bhí an-trom ar a hintinn.

Niamh was walking through the park, trying to take a break from the urban hustle that was weighing heavily on her mind.

Bhí Niamh óg, díreach as Éirinn, ar víosa oibre.

Niamh was young, just from Éirinn, on a work visa.

Éalaigh sí go Nua-Eabhrac ag súil le heachtraí nua agus taithí ar domhan éagsúil.

She escaped to Nua-Eabhrac hoping for new adventures and experiences in a different world.

Ach bhí an chathair millteach uaireanta.

But the city was overwhelming at times.

Bhí a croí ag bualadh go tapa, torann na mbusanna agus na ndaoine ar na sráideanna ag dul i bhfeidhm uirthi.

Her heart was beating fast, the noise of buses and people on the streets affecting her.

Bhí sí ag fiosrú áiteanna ciúine ach bhí an teannas ag brú uirthi.

She was searching for quiet places, but the tension was pressing on her.

Déanfaidh Niamh iarracht faoiseamh a fháil sa pháirc.

Niamh would attempt to find relief in the park.

Sin an chúis a bhí aici aon am dul ann.

That was the reason she would go there any time.

Bhí sí ag siúl go mall, ag lámhánú barróg aeir úr, ag faire ar na páistí agus na lánúineacha ag súgradh agus ag siúl.

She walked slowly, embracing the fresh air, watching children and couples playing and strolling.

Ach d'ardaigh an imní diúltach níos mó ná riamh.

But the negative anxiety rose more than ever.

Bhí tuiscint uirthi go raibh súile os a cionn ag stánadh uirthi.

She had the feeling that eyes were staring at her.

D'fhéadfadh sí cáirde a chloisteáil, ach bhí siad cosúil le fálta, leathanaí.

She could hear friends, but they seemed like hedges, ruffled leaves.

Thosaíomar ar a análú a éirí deacair; bhí a haire ag dul i léig.

She started to find her breathing becoming difficult; her focus was waning.

Le linn na huaire sin, thosaigh a fhón ag glaoch.

During that moment, her phone began to ring.

Liam.

Liam.

A deartháir, Liam!

Her brother, Liam!

Bhraith sí faoiseamh éigin é a fheiceáil ag taitneamh ar scáileán an fhóin.

She felt some relief seeing his name glowing on the phone screen.

"Haigh, Niamh," a dúirt Liam go socair.

"Hi, Niamh," Liam said calmly.

D'éist sí leis, déanfaidís scéalta faoi bhaile, comhrá faoi na rudaí beaga a thugann na laethanta.

She listened to him, exchanging stories about home, conversations about the little things that the days bring.

Mar a labhair sé, rinne Niamh iarracht a análú a rialú.

As he spoke, Niamh tried to control her breathing.

Logháil sí na haimhleasanna is mó.

She let go of the greatest anxieties.

Bhí tuiscint aici ar a muisiriún a fhuascailt.

She understood her constraints were being loosened.

Bhí sí ag mothú fad ó bhaile, ach tríd an gcaint le Liam, dár cruthaíodh nasc abhaile.

She was feeling far from home, but through talking with Liam, a connection to home was created.

Rinne sí cleachtaíochtaí análaithe, ag líonadh a scamhóg go mall le haer úr na páirce.

She practiced breathing exercises, slowly filling her lungs with the fresh air of the park.

Mhaolaigh an t-imní as a hintinn go mall agus d'athdhearbhaigh sí cé chomh tábhachtach agus atá sé cúnamh a lorg.

The anxiety slowly eased from her mind, and she reaffirmed how important it is to seek help.

Bhí sí fós i Nua-Eabhrac.

She was still in Nua-Eabhrac.

D'fhéadfadh Nua-Eabhrac teacht le craic agus cairde nua, sa todhchaí ó na deora sin.

Nua-Eabhrac could come with fun and new friends, in a future beyond those tears.

D'fhág sí an pháirc, a céim níos éadroma.

She left the park, her step lighter.

Thuig Niamh go mbeadh sé de dhualgas uirthi cuidiú a lorg, agus go mbainfeadh sí taitneamh as a saol nua sa chathair mhór neamhrialaithe.

Niamh realized it was her responsibility to seek help and that she would enjoy her new life in the big, unruly city.

Níos mó ná riamh, bhí sí ag tosú ar an turas sin.

More than ever, she was beginning that journey.

Thug sé sin síocháin di, níos mó airde d'fháil timpeall uirthi, agus glacadh le n-amanna corrach le cumann.

That brought her peace, more awareness of her surroundings, and acceptance of turbulent times with companionship.