Have you ever felt just so... unsure? Like you're standing on the edge of a cliff looking down. Behind you, your worst fear. You can choose to face it, or choose to jump. Which would you?
Jump scenario: One last look over your shoulder answered the question for you. Taking in a deep breath, you closed your eyes, bent your knees, and pushed. For a moment, the feel of the cool air against your skin was almost comforting, then, all of a sudden, your stomach dropped and your eyes snapped open. You jumped. One great act of courage vs. another.
Facing your fears: To jump or not to jump? Not to jump. You turn slowly to see the thing you feared the most behind you. What will you do? Watch the outcome, or try and create a new outcome? Will you (figuratively) leap, instead of litterally?
I honestly cannot decide which of these acts is the most courageous. If you jump, you're running away from your fears, but you are also facing the possibility of death, or at least a serious injury. If you don't jump, if you turn and face your fears... Well damn, thats just terrifying. If you didn't jump, you thought of the outcome, and avoided "death".
And no one is here to answer this question for me... So unsure it is.
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