Danced in the flames

So I woke up wondering what the hell I'm so afraid of. I've lived hell. I've danced in the flames, and come out just fine on the other side. A few burns, yes, but still standing through it all. And you? You're not hell. You couldn't even compare. I wondered what you're afraid of. I wondered how I could calm that fear. Then I realized that those aren't my battles to fight. I can only fight my own demons. And the universe knows that I do, all day, every day a thousand times. I fight them for me, for my babies, for our happiness. And guess what darling, we want you to be part of that, but we'll be fine either way. And one last thought, I never took you for afraid. But it's becoming so clearly to me that your demons are scared of my flames.