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Once, my thoughts ran wild like flames in a dry forest. Everything burned too brightly— every emotion every memory every fear sparking another blaze. I mistook intensity for strength. I believed survival meant fighting every shadow with fire. But flames that never rest devour everything in their path, even the ground they are meant to stand on. There were nights when the smoke inside my mind felt thicker than the air itself. Nights when the world looked like ashes before the morning ever came. Still— somewhere beneath the chaos a small truth waited quietly: fire can destroy, but it can also transform.
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Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 7:11 AM UTC
The Fire I Was
Once, my thoughts ran wild like flames in a dry forest. Everything burned too brightly— every emotion every memory every fear sparking another blaze. I mistook intensity for strength. I believed survival meant fighting every shadow with fire. But flames that never rest devour everything in their path, even the ground they are meant to stand on. There were nights when the smoke inside my mind felt thicker than the air itself. Nights when the world looked like ashes before the morning ever came. Still— somewhere beneath the chaos a small truth waited quietly: fire can destroy, but it can also transform.
A reflection on a time when emotions felt overwhelming and survival meant simply enduring the flames.
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Mar 21
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