Today's Action Item:
Describe, in writing, a time when you were brave.
Mine:
This one is from about 30 years ago.
I was a teenaged girl, desperately seeking friends, approval, validation...
I was sleeping over at a "friend's" house.
It was LATE - around midnight.
She, her brothers, her brother's friends had all started playing a game that was very dark and scary.
I felt unsafe.
I felt SCARED.
I told her that I needed to go to the bathroom.
Instead, I went to her room where she had a phone. (no cell phones back then)
I quietly called my dad and asked him to come pick me up.
I then went back to her and said that I had forgotten that my uncle was coming in town and my dad was on his way to pick me up.
She never spoke to me again.
Yes, I lied.
Yes, it would have been more brave to tell her that I wasn't comfortable and wanted to go home.
But in that moment, I just knew I needed to get out of there.
And I did.
Bravery doesn't always look brave.
A lot of the time, it looks messy and silly and it feels less than courageous.
Brave is brave, though.
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