The flames of emotional hell were surrounding me with their evil thoughts. You are not good enough, just give up. Stop fighting and just give up already. The heat of the flames were getting stronger, soon I would be nothing but ash. But I knew I couldn’t give up. I didn’t want to give up. I am good enough, I just needed to fight my way out of this. But how?
Hold on, we got you. You got this too, just hold on. It was my friends surrounding me with water. They splashed it onto the flames. I felt a hand pull me out, I felt arms hug me and voices tell me they loved me. The fire around me was out, but it had found a new home, it was now inside me.
It was then that I woke up. It may have been just a dream but it told me all I needed to know. You are good enough, you are loved, stop stressing and start living. I haven’t looked back since and the fire inside me is still burning, brighter than ever.