What is the bravest thing you have ever done?

Leaving my husband of 23 years with two young children to go it alone. It nearly killed me but looking back it was the best thing I could have done.

Goodness. Such stories.

Giving a good account of myself in court when questioned fairly intensively by the defence barrister for the man who attacked and raped me. The police said the judge later complimented me on my evidence. He was convicted and sentenced to the maximum term. Job done, I think.

agree, i was terrified but more scared of the rest of the family calling me a wimp for years to come. And guess who got the train rattling past when on the steps down outside of the bridge.

I don't know if this is brave but I endured chemo and radio therapy for cancer. Is it brave if you don't have much choice?

I'm not sure whether I was, ignorant, stupid or just young, but I did a fair amount of travelling the world on my own in my twenties (1970s), including a number of communist countries.

Carrying on alone bringing up two small children. Paying a mortgage without income, seeing my c had a good education but with hard work and luck I did it.

Hi everyone I haven't been brave about anything. I'm scared a lot. Wish I was brave.

Having 2 wisdom teeth out in the dentists chair, and then going back one month later to have the other two out. The second trip was brave for me as having the first two out hurt like h..l.

Looking back it was quite brave but I thought nothing of it at the time . When my children were 3 and 1 I started fostering babies who were to be adopted despite still having one of my own still in nappies . I got the babies at 7 days old and just made them slot into our family . My daughter sat on the arm of my chair with a book while I bottle fed the baby and they were never upset when the babies went off to their new homes . I , of course , wept buckets. I handed one baby into the creche at our church along with the other two as we did every Sunday . The lady in charge was a bit taken aback when I said she was a week old .

Thank you sodapop for you. It's hard isn't it.

to all those people who have cared for sick family members and suffered the loss of their children.
I have personal memories of supporting my daughter and grandchildren in another country while my kind and loving son in law died of cancer. It is a case of just putting one foot in front of the other as Aldom said. My daughter was a trouper throughout it all.

Thanks Bluesky It hasn't been a walk in the park that's for sure. Yes sometimes the same families get hit time after time. It's hard to take but somehow we keep getting out of bed in the morning.

Kate1949 Good god how tragic when fate keeps hitting the same people! Here’s to you and the many others x

Left home at 17, painfully shy, to join the RAF. I was so petrified but I survived, and eventually enjoyed my time in service.

I'm not sure if this is brave but here goes - when late DH had MND I'd gone with him to the GP where a locum was sitting in. She was unhelpful, said that she didn't have the authority to arrange something for him which was said to be routine. Instead of going quietly to reception to arrange yet another appt I stood my ground and loudly insisted (brought up not to say boo to a goose) and eventually she agreed to help. DH said that he'd never seen me so angry.

Later I rang the speech therapist to confirm the procedure just in case and told her of our difficulty. She agreed that we shouldn't have been put through that. Later the GP rang to say sorry and he sounded like a whipped puppy. It seems so trivial but it was a big thing for meek and mild little me to speak out.

Back packed across USA on my own.
I'd never even been in a pub by myself before, let alone on a plane.

I worried Terribly about my son when he did the same!

Thank you sharon Apologies for turning the thread into a misery fest.

Kate49
I feel for you I really do.
Lots of love and hope the future holds happier times.

Not brave but proud (if that's the right word) of myself. I was called to a relative's suicide. I called the police, identified him and stayed with him while the police did their jobs right until he was taken away by the undertakers.
The worst night of my life.

And to anyone who feels like being flippant on this thread - please go right ahead

Signing on for Gransnet!

Aldom I'm not sure some of mine are brave. How do you define brave? Apart from the above, I survived an abusive, violent childhood, relentless bullying at school because of my teeth loss. Sitting by my nephew's bedside as he died of leukemia, my brother's suicide. Is it brave? I had no choice in any of it. As Aldom says, it's just a question of putting one foot in front of the other.

In March 1993 as I was returning to my car I had to pass an upmarket jewellers. As I drew level with the entrance to the shop three men ran out. The men were dressed in black, wearing balaclavas with slits for eyes etc. and carrying baseball bats. Each carried a bag. Two of them jumped into the getaway car, which was parked to my right. The third man stopped and stood at arms length from me. For what felt like eternity we stared into each other's eyes. I wondered if he would use the bat on me. Suddenly he made his decision and jumped into the getaway vehicle, which sped off as I went to the nearby telephone box to ring 999. It was about an hour later when I turned chalk white and began to shake. The jeweller's shop staff had been forced to lie on the floor while the robbers' smashed display cases and stole Rolex watches and valuable jewelry.
Five years ago I gave CPR to a friend who had a cardiac arrest.
The bravest thing I have done is to put one foot in front of the other for almost three years since the tragic death of my beloved son.

You are all amazing!
Keep them coming.

Posted a thread about the queen’s jubilee celebrations?

Just clicked send and am expecting heavy fire so am off out.

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