They're the ones burning in my life. I feel very frustrated. Could it be that this is one of the feelings that makes me feel restless.
 
I myself was never sure whether I could be said to be living my life well or not. My parents, my friends, or anyone else in my life. I don't know why I feel unsure.
 
I feel like my life is full of people who only ruin my happiness. They often make me feel emotionally up and down, and I don't understand why I can't break away from them.
 
Maybe I love people too much and let them into my life without determining what I really want. Or maybe I was too afraid of appearing selfish if I decided to separate from them.
 
However, I realized that life is only once and I have to fight for my own happiness. I have to learn to detach myself from the people who are poisoning my mind and determine who is worth keeping in my life.
 
Maybe it's time to evaluate the relationships in my life and fix what needs to be fixed. I believe that by taking action like this, I can achieve true happiness and become a stronger, more independent person.
 
There's nothing wrong with prioritizing yourself, especially if it's just to maintain your mental and emotional health. I'm just trying to make myself more confident and believe in what I want to believe in.
 
But unfortunately, those were just fake words that I made up to cover up the uneasiness inside my heart. This uneasiness that continues to haunt me always makes me think about finding an escape.
 
You want to run away? Why don't you run away? Supposedly the pain you bear in your heart, it's a setback, do you want to forever keep it to yourself?
 
I don't. I just really want to throw it away. I... I... I hate this feeling. I feel like I'm being terrorized. I really hope that someone can save me from this guilt.
 
Why then, are you using other people as your outlet? Shouldn't you not do this kind of thing?
 
I need a reason to survive. I really need something that can keep me grounded on this earth. Even if it was a made-up excuse I never hesitated to use it as a way to survive.
 
I'm sure you're doing that just to make up an excuse that never existed. You're too afraid of the reality in front of your eyes. I know exactly what you are like. Filled with doubt, uncertainty, fear, and denial. I know every facet of your life.
 
I deny it... I never had that side to me. I never had it. Those are just fake words to make myself look like I have flaws.
 
So if you don't have any flaws. What do you call yourself? God? People who don't want to admit the bad side of themselves, are just empty shells.
 
I never thought that way. I just thought, flaws are just an excuse to make people weak.
 
Nonsense. Even if Peter had denied three times. You've had far more denials throughout your life. Don't you realize how empty you were during that time of denial?
 
I am more than that... and I have always been better than all the lies ever invented on this earth.
 
***
 
When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to find a woman laughing contentedly, while crying in front of a burning car.
 
The flames were greedily devouring the car and were ready to obliterate it at any moment.
 
Seeing the incident, I tried to help. But I felt that someone was trying to stop me.
 
"Don't!" The figure seemed to be holding my hand. "Just observe from here. You can't go there!"
 
"I want to help. Do you think I can stand to see someone get hurt in front of my eyes!" I fumed.
 
"Don't change something you can't change," he said.
 
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
 
"Right now, the fire is cleansing. Clearing away all that is unnecessary in your life," he replied softly.
 
"What do you mean by 'unnecessary'?" I asked, getting more curious.
 
He looked at me meaningfully. "You can't help everyone. You can't prevent all destruction. There is a greater power controlling what happens."
 
"Does that mean I shouldn't do something when things go wrong?" I urged.
 
 
 
"That's not what I meant. At times, there are people who have to go through suffering to grow and learn. Sometimes, helping doesn't mean saving them from suffering, but giving them the support and strength to deal with it on their own."
 
I pondered over her words. It's true, not all problems I can solve and need to handle on my own. Sometimes, helping means providing support and giving space for others to face their own suffering.
 
The burning car was further engulfed in flames, while the woman kept laughing and crying. Through the devastation, I felt there was a lesson to be learned. There are unseen forces that govern life, and sometimes we have to let go of control and trust that things will work out according to a greater plan.
 
I decided to take the mysterious figure's advice and just observe from a distance. As I watched the flames devour the car and the woman began to stop laughing and just stare blankly at the car. She was resigned... she didn't seem to want to do anything. She seemed to have lost her whole life there. Together with the flames that continued to devour the car wildly.
 
"That woman took a complicated path. You know... that woman chose destruction. And there she was herself who had chosen that path. You shouldn't make yourself feel responsible for what she did," the figure said.
 
I listened to her words carefully. That woman had indeed chosen a complicated path, and it was not my responsibility to solve her problems. Life is a journey filled with choices and consequences, and everyone must take responsibility for their own actions.
 
In that devastation, I learned that sometimes we have to let go of the people we care about to learn and grow. Not all difficulties can be solved in our own way, and sometimes we can only provide support and love to those we care about. Our intervention may not always be wanted or needed. I sighed and decided to take a step back.
 
I can't and shouldn't change someone's choices or solve their problems. All I can do is provide support and strength, and trust that someone can face their own suffering. From the midst of that devastation, I learned to let go of control and trust in a greater plan. There is an invisible force that controls everything.
 
Sometimes we have to go through suffering to grow and learn, and live with full awareness that things will work out according to a greater plan. When the car finally burned down and left only the remains, I saw the woman stepping slowly away from the place. Perhaps she had found the answer within herself, or perhaps she still had a long journey ahead of her. Either way, I learned to understand the limits of our power and make room for others to find their own way.
 
With an understanding heart, I walked away from that place. I knew that I had learned a valuable lesson about life, and I hoped to provide support and strength to those around me without feeling responsible for their own choices.