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I DON'T LIKE THIS BLOG ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO MUSE APPROVED ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** 30 Day Blogging Challenge PROMPT for January 12, 2020 Describe a time when you exhibited bravery. Howdy folks I'll be interested to read what my writing dot com blogging friends have to say on this prompt. Bravery is a strong word. To say someone is brave elevates that person to a higher level, we're taught to respect, look up to, and honor the brave. Everybody is brave. Our neighbors to the south live in the home for the brave. Perhaps a bit of an exaggeration, but nobody sings a National Anthem about being cowardly. The textbook example of bravery (I didn't research this, I'm just making shit up) is anyone who does something in spite of the fears they hold which prevents them from doing whatever it is they did in spite of their fear. Bravery is over-coming fear in order to act. Fear is usually fear of the unknown. Children display a lot of bravery because in many cases they experience things for the first time. Facing their fear of the unknown, but going on in spite of fear = bravery. I keep writing, but nothing's coming out. I can think of a few examples where I exhibited bravery, most of them go a ways back, and all of them are rather lame. I can think of a lot more instances where I could have exhibited bravery, but figured fuck that. I will always take the path of least resistance, Not because I'm not brave, but because I'm not stupid. Okay, I think I'm on to something now. One might say, "You were pretty brave to run into that burning building to save that fourteen-year-old blind cat, which had run outside before the fire even started. Or one might say, "You ran into a burning building! How fucking stupid is that!?" I'm searching my memory banks for a story, I recall some situations that may apply, but I'm wondering now, was that bravery or stupidity? Perhaps I'm not very brave. Luckily my home is for the True North, Strong, and Free. I believe true bravery is when someone confronts an internal fear. Like when an introvert goes against all the fear they have about being in public to ask a stranger in distress if they need some help. That, to me, is bravery. |