Saturday, February 14, 2009

bravery.

there is no such thing as bravery; only degrees of fear.
-john wainwright


i really wish i was brave, like you say i am.

if i were brave i would've told my parents about the drinking thing right after it happened. if i were brave i would be able to explain to my mom why i don't tell her every detail of my life, which for some reason is leading her to not be able to trust me. if i were brave i would be able to handle confrontation and i'd be able to tell the people i need to how i really feel about them. if i were brave i'd be able to declare a major without being terrified of the end result. if i were brave i wouldn't let people intimidate me.

take a walk in my shoes before you call me brave. i hold so much in because of fear. sure, you can be brave and be afraid at the same time, but those who actually are brave don't let fear keep them from doing what needs to be done or saying what needs to be said. unfortunately, i do let fear get in my way. all the time. and i really wish i didn't. but, like so many other things, acting and being brave is easier said than done.



with a skip of her heart
and a catch in her breath
she let go in fear

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