From Wildfire to Forest: The Quiet Miracle of Recovery

Recovery isn’t just about putting the fire out. It’s about learning to bloom in the ash.

I used to be a fire.
Uncontrollable. Consuming.
Hot with grief and rage and ache.

I wasn’t dangerous because I wanted to be. I was dangerous because I didn’t know how else to survive. Burning was the only thing that kept me warm. It was the only light I knew, and somehow, it attracted other cold souls on long nights.

Back then, my life was smoke and sirens.
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