Bravery, to me it’s some sort of thing that happens. Some are born with it, some are not, and some may still wait for it to come to them. What really grinds my gears about this is that, I myself may not be fully brave, or let’s say Spiderman*slash*Superman kinda brave, inhuman kind. I was watching a horror movie with a close friend (and finished it just a few minutes before writing this), it was called “Horror Mama” or maybe just “Mama”. I’d really like to tell you about it but I don’t think I can, I really just, like really really just want to forget about it. It was weird. But then again bravery, what is it? How do you be brave? Here’s my slice on it.
To me I guess bravery is continuing on when you don’t want to, but because of fear. Well it’s a “duh” for that, I mean isn’t it already obvious? But a question I really want an answer for is, how do you separate yourself from what’s “real” and what’s “not”. Let’s take it into perspective shall we. That movie I just watched a few minutes ago had characters obviously out of this world, but there’s a feeling inside that it could be real. I’m literally nonetheless automatically putting myself into the situation of the oh so unfortunate protagonists affected by the damn weird creature, in that movie of course. But we all know that it won’t happen. So why? Or How? How do you get yourself to believe that a movie is just a movie, and whatever happens to a movie stays in the movie, which reminds me.. “What stays in Vegas, stays in Vegas” Or maybe it was said some other way, I don’t know.
So, what are some ways to be brave? Or perhaps even, HOW to be brave? Your comments are highly appreciated! Until next time!
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