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What emotional baggage is like. |
| Dragons We all have dragons that follow us, no matter where we go. Breathing searing flames of shame, they hide happiness within blackened smoke. Razor sharp talons tear into our minds, cutting to shreds our emotional well-being. Ragged chunks of torn psyches fall to the floor, leaving us forever ripped apart, never fully healed. We must learn to tame our dragons, before they finally destroy us for good. They can snuff the life out of our hearts as easily as a match’s flame, rendering to ash what was once so alive. Whether they are bits of emotional baggage, or people who want to use and abuse us, we must take control while they are little before our dragons can no longer be contained. |