They ask me how I survive.
No one can burn and not have scars.
So I tell them.
I am damaged.
And when they ask how I don't succumb to the dark side of my mind, I tell them my secret:
'I try to forget. I don't think. I ignore. Hopefully, one day it will go away.'
And when they ask if it works I respond:
'I'm here now, and I appear normal don't I?'