It's amazing to me how little bravery I possess.

It's easy for me to stay quiet to avoid confrontation because, you guessed it, I don't like confrontation; it scares me. I shy away from letting people look too closely into me lest they see how scarred and ugly I am deep deep deep inside. I rarely speak up. I love my comfort zone. Bravery is one trait I lack.

But lately I've been realizing how detrimental that is to me. I want to change this, but I don't know how to do it.

How does someone who's never been brave, grow a spine?

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