The day they told me my son would need surgery to remove the growth on his nose, I panicked. See, I’d had a run of bad luck lately. I’d had my second miscarriage, this one in the second trimester. I’d already felt the baby move. But, now it was dead. So, my only son, who seemed like he would be an only forever, needed to be under general anesthesia. The risks were frightening, though they were minor. I wasn’t brave. I was a mess. What if something happened? My husband was the brave one. He went back into the operating room while my son was put under.
living alone is the bravest thing i’ve ever done – especially without a cat and high anxiety. brave is walking naked around your apartment with the blinds open. brave is my great aunt margaret for getting a master’s degree in chemistry, despite her parents protest.
I’m not brave. I’m just stupid. Some people will tell you it’s the same thing, but it’s really not. Bravery is understanding what you’re up against and doing it anyway, because you have to or because it’s the right thing to do. Stupidity is doing it anyway because you don’t know better. Maybe they overlap sometimes, but not here.
Bravery is more than standing up in the face of adversity. It’s standing down when you know you’re right, but in being right, you know you’ll hurt someone else. It’s taking the path less traveled, or the one never traveled at all. It’s being you in a world that wants you to be everything but that.
He was unstoppable. Impossible. Came from the gutter and was found to be gold. Who would have ever expected that this nobody, this worthless punk could become Prince Charming?
He wasn’t so brave, despite what other thought. His stomach wrapped itself in knots as he looked at the depth of the ravine. But he had an image to maintain, expectations to meet, something to prove. Always something to prove.
“be brave” they said to me, their last and final words.
I turn on my car and leave. I think to myself: was there any good in them?
today i move away and never look back, today i draw the line.
They’re crying their eyes out
for me….
they never thought it would happen.
I catch myself rolling my eyes… “be brave”
Being brave was staying..
hearing them mock me and all my efforts
today im moving far away.. today im not coming back
Goodbye
He pushed his chest out, making him look bigger than the scrawny size he actually was. It was one against three. Three football playing guys who didn’t know that my “scrawny” boyfriend had mastered the art of kung-fu. They were brave to try to take him.
I’d like to consider myself brave…at least just a little bit. I think if something came up that required me to suck it up and have a bit of backbone, I could.
i don’t know why i’m trying to be brave. there’s nothing to be brave for or about. i don’t need to fear death, i have life. what should i fear? everything is going wrong now, in this time, i am prepared for the future.
Being brave can be anything from dashing into a burning building to save a cat, or standing up for what you think is right. Whatever bravery is used for, it is always difficult, yet always worth it.
To be brave is to go forth into the world and do what you want without over-thinking it. To be brave is to look adversity in the face and laugh at it. Being brave isn’t about how it looks. Its about how it feels.
people who stand for what they believe in. Anyone who, in the face of adversity, decides to live life and really stand for what they feel is objectively important. And thats what it’s about, believing in something 100%, to the fullest.
i wish i was brave. i have never been brave. i want to be brave enough to let you go. to let us go. but i’m not that brave. i need braveness in my life. you’re not even brave! so what am i supposed to do? i’m so lost and confused. what do you want from me?
i have yet to learn,
how to shut my eyes,
brace myself against the winds of metamorphosis,
and hold out my hand to danger.
i’m afraid of everything.
bravery is someone
i have yet to meet.
i met a brave sole once. It was at the bottom of a shoe. He let everybody step on him, run over him, drag thier shoe across gum and other sticky stuff. I never knew anything exsisted. atleast not in this day and age.
brave only in words I write hiding behind them and am not really truly brave just a kind of literary bravery not any heroic sort of valor like what I write about. Coward.
Brave ist nicht dasselbe wie brav. Eher das Gegenteil oder so. Mal so richtig mutig sein. oder verwechsle ich da jetzt was? Bravologie. Hübsches Studienfach wäre das.
anyone can be brave. its how you handle yourself in a situation, any situation. it doesnt just pertain to doing something drastic or dangerous. it could be swatting away a bee and not getting stung, it could be getting married, it could be facing your worst, or your smallest, fear. there is bravery in everything we do, everyday.
She would have to be brave he had said. He wasn’t lying. In fact, she was sure he had completely underestimated just how brave she would need to be. How on earth was she going to do this? She took a deep breath and …
I am brave. I don’t need someone to depend on because I do fine on my own. I’m brave because I know how hard it is to loose someone, and get through it.
I wish I was more brave. I can’t even think of a story to tell when I was brave. Except when he died… i eventually stopped crying. i don’t think that counts.
im brave. i like people who are brave. Brave people are really strong in life. They take risks and do anything that want. They always seem to make better decisions.
“Be brave.”
I just keep repeating that to myself.
I wish he would have whispered that to me before he left.
“Don’t worry,” he would say “Be brave.”
Instead he asks “How are you holding up?”
Fuck you.
it takes a lot to be brave. easy to be said, but not to be done. brave is all the soldiers in iraq who are fighting for our country. Brave is the single mother on food stamps providing for her three kids. Brave is the world cup soccer players holding thier heads held up high regardless of thier terrible loss.
I want to be brave and tell you how i feel. but i’m scared that you won’t like me anymore if i’m honest. so we can just be happy and have sex for now. we are young and carefree.
I’ve never seen brave until this summer. I read The Hunger Games- Katniss is more brave than anyone I’ve known. I started work at the PBCC- breast cancer survivors are so brave.
I have met many brave people in the fifteen and 7/8 years of my life. There are the stupid brave people and there are the truly amazing brave people. I want to be one of the truly amazing brave people.
I need to be brave. Many people are brave and I’m really not one of them. If you are brave you are noble & I’m not noble but I do work at Noble Hospital. Irony.
the waves crashed against the side of the small canoe as we tried to brave the open waters. The water had already begun to trickle over the sides as we paddled with all our hearts.
TO be brave. What a thing. People often understand bravery and violence interchangeably. I don’t like that because I don’t think it’s the same thing at all. War heroes, all that mumbo jumbo..mhmm, not my thing.
Bravery is not measured in the risks you take. It is not measured in the people you impress. Bravery is putting yourself in danger for a higher cause.
“you are so brave” the mother comferted the child as she got her chicken pox shot, the 3rd shot that she had gotten that day.
The day they told me my son would need surgery to remove the growth on his nose, I panicked. See, I’d had a run of bad luck lately. I’d had my second miscarriage, this one in the second trimester. I’d already felt the baby move. But, now it was dead. So, my only son, who seemed like he would be an only forever, needed to be under general anesthesia. The risks were frightening, though they were minor. I wasn’t brave. I was a mess. What if something happened? My husband was the brave one. He went back into the operating room while my son was put under.
living alone is the bravest thing i’ve ever done – especially without a cat and high anxiety. brave is walking naked around your apartment with the blinds open. brave is my great aunt margaret for getting a master’s degree in chemistry, despite her parents protest.
I’m not brave. I’m just stupid. Some people will tell you it’s the same thing, but it’s really not. Bravery is understanding what you’re up against and doing it anyway, because you have to or because it’s the right thing to do. Stupidity is doing it anyway because you don’t know better. Maybe they overlap sometimes, but not here.
Bravery is more than standing up in the face of adversity. It’s standing down when you know you’re right, but in being right, you know you’ll hurt someone else. It’s taking the path less traveled, or the one never traveled at all. It’s being you in a world that wants you to be everything but that.
He was unstoppable. Impossible. Came from the gutter and was found to be gold. Who would have ever expected that this nobody, this worthless punk could become Prince Charming?
He wasn’t so brave, despite what other thought. His stomach wrapped itself in knots as he looked at the depth of the ravine. But he had an image to maintain, expectations to meet, something to prove. Always something to prove.
braveheart. mel gibson. bigot. passion of the Christ. brave. overrated.
“be brave” they said to me, their last and final words.
I turn on my car and leave. I think to myself: was there any good in them?
today i move away and never look back, today i draw the line.
They’re crying their eyes out
for me….
they never thought it would happen.
I catch myself rolling my eyes… “be brave”
Being brave was staying..
hearing them mock me and all my efforts
today im moving far away.. today im not coming back
Goodbye
He pushed his chest out, making him look bigger than the scrawny size he actually was. It was one against three. Three football playing guys who didn’t know that my “scrawny” boyfriend had mastered the art of kung-fu. They were brave to try to take him.
I’d like to consider myself brave…at least just a little bit. I think if something came up that required me to suck it up and have a bit of backbone, I could.
i don’t know why i’m trying to be brave. there’s nothing to be brave for or about. i don’t need to fear death, i have life. what should i fear? everything is going wrong now, in this time, i am prepared for the future.
Being brave can be anything from dashing into a burning building to save a cat, or standing up for what you think is right. Whatever bravery is used for, it is always difficult, yet always worth it.
To be brave is to go forth into the world and do what you want without over-thinking it. To be brave is to look adversity in the face and laugh at it. Being brave isn’t about how it looks. Its about how it feels.
people who stand for what they believe in. Anyone who, in the face of adversity, decides to live life and really stand for what they feel is objectively important. And thats what it’s about, believing in something 100%, to the fullest.
i wish i was brave. i have never been brave. i want to be brave enough to let you go. to let us go. but i’m not that brave. i need braveness in my life. you’re not even brave! so what am i supposed to do? i’m so lost and confused. what do you want from me?
i have yet to learn,
how to shut my eyes,
brace myself against the winds of metamorphosis,
and hold out my hand to danger.
i’m afraid of everything.
bravery is someone
i have yet to meet.
i met a brave sole once. It was at the bottom of a shoe. He let everybody step on him, run over him, drag thier shoe across gum and other sticky stuff. I never knew anything exsisted. atleast not in this day and age.
a man should be brave thats why hes a man this defines his manhood, bravery is not an easy … some people find it hard 2 do .
brave only in words I write hiding behind them and am not really truly brave just a kind of literary bravery not any heroic sort of valor like what I write about. Coward.
Brave ist nicht dasselbe wie brav. Eher das Gegenteil oder so. Mal so richtig mutig sein. oder verwechsle ich da jetzt was? Bravologie. Hübsches Studienfach wäre das.
i wish i could be brave. But i’m stuck in a world filled with algebra, writing and middle school. How am I supposed to brave that?
anyone can be brave. its how you handle yourself in a situation, any situation. it doesnt just pertain to doing something drastic or dangerous. it could be swatting away a bee and not getting stung, it could be getting married, it could be facing your worst, or your smallest, fear. there is bravery in everything we do, everyday.
She would have to be brave he had said. He wasn’t lying. In fact, she was sure he had completely underestimated just how brave she would need to be. How on earth was she going to do this? She took a deep breath and …
I am brave. I don’t need someone to depend on because I do fine on my own. I’m brave because I know how hard it is to loose someone, and get through it.
What an abstract word on a very abstract day for me to receive on a very concrete website. Bravery is what separates Man from beast.
I wish I was more brave. I can’t even think of a story to tell when I was brave. Except when he died… i eventually stopped crying. i don’t think that counts.
im brave. i like people who are brave. Brave people are really strong in life. They take risks and do anything that want. They always seem to make better decisions.
“Be brave.”
I just keep repeating that to myself.
I wish he would have whispered that to me before he left.
“Don’t worry,” he would say “Be brave.”
Instead he asks “How are you holding up?”
Fuck you.
it takes a lot to be brave. easy to be said, but not to be done. brave is all the soldiers in iraq who are fighting for our country. Brave is the single mother on food stamps providing for her three kids. Brave is the world cup soccer players holding thier heads held up high regardless of thier terrible loss.
to be brave is to accept fear and have the will to face it. for the better of yourself or others.
I want to be brave and tell you how i feel. but i’m scared that you won’t like me anymore if i’m honest. so we can just be happy and have sex for now. we are young and carefree.
I’ve never seen brave until this summer. I read The Hunger Games- Katniss is more brave than anyone I’ve known. I started work at the PBCC- breast cancer survivors are so brave.
I have met many brave people in the fifteen and 7/8 years of my life. There are the stupid brave people and there are the truly amazing brave people. I want to be one of the truly amazing brave people.
I’m not brave.
I’m scared.
I watch from thousands of miles away, wanting desperately to come closer, and only drift further away.
brave is for me a state in which i can quit my rationality because of righter thing
I need to be brave. Many people are brave and I’m really not one of them. If you are brave you are noble & I’m not noble but I do work at Noble Hospital. Irony.
the waves crashed against the side of the small canoe as we tried to brave the open waters. The water had already begun to trickle over the sides as we paddled with all our hearts.
TO be brave. What a thing. People often understand bravery and violence interchangeably. I don’t like that because I don’t think it’s the same thing at all. War heroes, all that mumbo jumbo..mhmm, not my thing.