@astoldbysy asked: “ come on , take a deep breath . it’s gonna be alright . ” from the hurt/comfort meme
she wanted to get over her fear of flames. in her eyes, it made her weak, gave her an easy vulnerability that anyone that knew about her could use against her. it left her unable to hunt wendigos or go to the cemetery when they were hunting ghosts. hell, it made her sick to her stomach thinking about the one time she’d seen a ghost who’s bones were burnt go up in flames before vanishing completely. surely, that felt real to the ghost in their final moments. however, today had shown her that she wasn’t ready when she’d tried to simulate the act of burning bones in a rusted out barrel in the middle of bobby’s salvage yard. all she’d managed to do was send herself into a panic attack and have all three of the men running out of the house toward the sound of her screams. surely she’d be having a truckload of flashbacks coming at her for days to come. with a shaky breath, she pulled her arm away to sit on the hood of one of the old junkers. ❝ -- i’m sorry. i just want to be able to handle it. i-i’m fine. didn’t mean to spook anyone. ❞













