to ask whats the bravest thing you’ve ever done?

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as the title says

I had a life saving transplant 18 months ago, think about my donor everyday, God bless him x

Mine doesn't seem so brave compared to some of you, but it was. I'd been assaulted in previous job (residential childcare worker in a kids home) by a child and had faced enormous pressure not to press charges - off my boss, threats of the girl involved, and loss of my job due to 'not bonding with the teenagers'. The hardest thing I've ever done in my life was stand up in court, in the same room as that animal, and give evidence. I was terrified, my voice was shaking and I don't know how I did it but I did. They still didn't find her guilty. Knocked my faith in the justice system, I tell you.

Fought off a wannabe rapist in a park. Unfortunately he got away before I was able to notify the police.

I came home, got married and stayed.

After almost twenty years of living a life of working hard and playing well in London I came home. I met my husband on a visit hone and I left that life and lived the boring pedestrian life I had never wanted. I miss my old life every day but I adore him and our quiet unadventurous ways.

Arranged my son's funeral with no help from useless husband

Buried my daughter and managed to live this long without her.

Given birth three times.

I think I've been "brave" to stay calm whilst experiencing all the spirit activity that I have. I've had stuff happen that other people have said would make them completely freak out. But the reality is that when it's happening to you, you just deal with it.

Oh, and a friend and I were once confronted with a would be mugger after a night out. Instead of handing my money etc. over, I said, as loudly but calmly as I could, " Fuck. Off ." (silent pause) " You heard me. Fuck. Off . " Would be mugger snorted something incomprehensible then turned tail while mate and I legged it away. That wasn't brave though, just stupid.

I pulled 2 kids from a car on fire when I was 16 years old. On my way home from my Saturday job. I just went home afterwards lol. Never said a word to anyone

My Dad went mad when he found out later.

When I was 7 months pregnant with my second son I saw a man being attacked by a group of men, I threw the car door open and ran toward them. They left, but I still don't know why I did it. I hate injustice though, so probably that.

God, these knock mine into a cocked hat. Which was to sit in a glider when the instructor got out, and carry out my first solo flight. The second bravest was 10 minutes later, when the cable broke on the second launch. I recovered the aircraft into a normal glide, checked height and speed, flew a Z pattern to shorten the distance and lose height, rounded out a bit soon, recovered, landed safely. Then I saw the radar reflector I had just stopped short of. All metal angles and steel cables. Parp.

Nothing much here. I hated telling my dd I had cancer just 2 weeks after she had dgs1.
Watching dh slowly wasting away and dying.
Driving to the hospital through a dense fog hoping to see my mum before she died. I was too late.
Saying goodbye to my ds as he headed off to work in Turkey without a clue about the language or where he would live. (That was 1992 and he still lives there),
I have held beloved pets while the vet put them to sleep.
Nothing brave though just living really.
I am in awe of what some of you have done.

I've never really been brave. I've led a very sheltered life.

Went for emergency c-section on my own as her dad was too scared (I was very young).
Performed cpr on my beautiful baby until the paramedics took over.
Struggled with grief and depression with minimal family support as their attitude is 'you need to just get on with it'.

On the other side my job means I come into contact with extraordinary brave and courageous people every day. We never know what we are capable of until we are in that situation.

Jumping in front of my boyfriend when he was being attacked with a broken bottle. I got punched but it gave him time to run away (leaving me lying on the ground). He later cheated on me with my mate.

fairee, jank, dil et al am so so sorry to hear your stories. My scariest time was much more controlled and was in my time in.a unit attached to a British Army unit, although in a compound, every day I felt scared. But what you all went through. I feel that is invomparable. 💐

Climbed Kilimanjaro with a group of people I don't know (I'm quite socially awkward), give birth to a beautiful baby boy on my own and probably when i finally walked away from a controlling manipulative relationship

Refused to help my employers move a dead drunk out of their pub, so they could pretend he didn't die on the premises, and called an ambulance and police.
Got sacked for it.

I don't think I have done anything physically brave but have faced up to those curve balls and nerve wracking situations life sometimes throws at you and always tried to do the right thing.

I remember in my first 'proper' job the boss was very volatile and shouty but reserved most of his temper for the lad a year ahead of me. He really seemed to have it in for the poor guy and was constantly berating him. Admittedly this project was in a highly stressed phase.

One day things were going very, very badly and nobody knew why. The guy who was the usual scapegoat was away that day. We were working late and suddenly the boss discovered the mistake that had caused all that day's problems. He immediately assumed that the culprit was his usual fall guy and was ranting and raving about how stupid he was and he would kill him in the morning. Thing was as soon as the mistake was revealed I realised it was me. I had done that and caused all that day's problems. Yes I owned up. No he didn't bawl me out probably because I was a 'girl'. But it did take a bit of courage to own up at the time.

Helped to support my sister and nephew through his terminal illness. He was so brave, that I just had to be. Staying with them the first night he went into the hospice when he just wanted to die that night.
Reading the eulogy when I hate public speaking.

Letting my kids go out the door after he’d died because I didn’t want to let them out of my sight. If you can lose one family member so young it breaks that spell that I used to kid myself with that tragedies happen to other people’s families.

Hitting this man over the hand with my umbrella when I was twelve years old and he’d put his hand on my knee on a train. All the adults on the train stared studiously out the window.

Saying yes when my sons surgeon asked if I really wanted to have the surgery that was dangerous and wasn’t medically essential but has improved his quality of life considerably.

Moved alone to a new country.

Got sober and now on a new journey to stop compulsive overeating

Managed to survive after my baby died, and had another baby - getting through that second pregnancy was probably my bravest thing although there was no alternative!

I divorced my exh, an american, in the USA with NO family in this country, NO benefits, 3 kids, a house and only a part time job. It was the bravest, toughest and scariest thing I have EVER done. Worked out well though

I was going to say about a multi-pitch rock climb in N Wales, which had had a rockfall and become impossible/too hard for me, and meant that we had to abseil 200 feet off some fairly precarious belays. But actually I loved and trusted my climbing partner (my older brother) and hadbebiugh skill and experience to deal with it, albeilt pushing my comfort zone quite considerably.

But actually, I think the bravest thing I have ever done is far more subtle.
This may out me. Very early one morning I received news that a good friend of mine had died. I was supervising a large sleepover in a different town with a Youth Group, which included her primary school age son (my son’s best friend). For 4 hours “smiled and waved” as the children got up, had breakfast etc and went home, before I could go and sob my heart out in my car.

Not aborting DS1.
I got kicked out of home for refusing to do it. I had just turned 14

Had breast cancer aged 26 and subsequently chose to have a preventative double mastectomy.

I'm fifty now and immensely proud of that young woman.

Shaved my head to support my friend about to start chemo for breast cancer.

Having to have an emergency section for my twins.