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Infinity PRIDE Saga: REALITY

It’s cold.

I took a nap and woke up in a dream. The sun was in its glory, but I felt this freezing sensation all throughout my body. But I forgot about it as soon as everybody approached me—they loved me here. I could start anew and be the person that they loved. 

No shame. 

No judgment. 

No pain. 

I should be happy but why? Why do I feel frozen inside? 

Maybe because deep inside me, I know it’s just a dream. A short instance of eternity–one snap away from reality.

I felt a tiny warm sensation on the tip of my fingers. I think I’m about to wake up. Maybe this is for the best because I know it’s not the end. Dreaming isn’t the only step, but the first of many. 

Before, I was afraid of all the freezing gazes and cold shoulders that everyone gave me once they knew me— the ‘me’ that was hiding from the warm glow of the sun. 

The way they see me as different shatters my fragile heart into pieces. But as glass can be broken, it can also forge into a new, sturdy, and unbreakable one. With the right people who accepted me and molded me to be stronger. Becoming the person for others like me out there, to show them the light and warmth of the world outside.

I dream to plan, and I plan to stand. I’ll stand tall, so high that I can’t see any shame, hear any judgment, or feel any pain. 

I can stay and sleep forever, but I know nothing will change because this isn’t my reality. My reality is an unforgiving world where we need to make a stand to make a difference.  I felt the warm embrace of reality slowly pulling me from my bitter-sweet dream.

I’m sweating as I come back to reality. 

This time, I know for certain that I’m awake. It’s time to face the inescapable and harsh reality, but now I’m well prepared. 

More confident. 

More open. 

More resilient. 

Because if I live in my dreams forever, who will wake up the others— dreaming of their perfect reality? We can make it all happen, right here, right now. I’m already the person that I long to be. 

So, I step outside and feel the glare of the sun. 

It’s hot and painful, but it’s real.

We’ll make it real.

by Jedd Britanico