Original Advice

DONT: Don’t turn hurt into instant heat.

Quench the Reflexive Flame

Pain lands and you reach for fire. You torch the room before anyone sees the bruise. You call it honesty; it's armor. You confuse speed with courage. You swing first, then wonder why the echoes keep ringing. Stop turning tenderness into target practice. Let the hurt be hurt for a breath. Not every sting is a duel. Not every flinch deserves a flamethrower.

Heat feels like control. It isn’t. It’s a shortcut that costs you nuance, allies, sleep. Adrenaline makes a god of you for ten seconds, then sends the bill. Delay is not defeat; it is aim. Give the wound a name before you light a match. Ask: is this threat, or tenderness? Choose warmth over wildfire. Save your flame for when a wall blocks your life.

Cosmic Context

You are Mars-ruled cardinal fire; ignition is your signature. Master the pause and your spark becomes a forge.

Action

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Put phone down; set a three minute timer before replying.

You are allowed to pause without losing your edge.