Courage: A File On the Many Different Kinds of Courage You find and Use in Daily Life and

Extraordinary Circumstances.

Hello Dear Friends and New people: This File on Courage will have anywhere from 3-5 parts and will continue to grow as I expand it.

Part I is my Personal Story of Courages and Obstacles.

Part II- Is definitions of courage and little things that are courage in daily lives.

Part III- Major Courage the people who show it in their lives big time. EX: Fire Fighters, Police, etc People helping others. Even civilians.

Part IV- Is what we call the you place. Where you can email me your stories of courage and friends and family’s stories and they will be added there.

Part V and up- This is the continuing of every single part.

Opening:

Courage, what is it, and how do we find it and use it to help us in our lives. We search for courage through many daily things yet we have the hardest time acknowledging the littlest pieces of courage in ourselves and loved ones. I am writing this file for all that have lost hope in their lives and need some piece of mind in any kind, shape or form. You are not alone in life, people depend on other people at many different times in their lives. Depending on circumstances that brought you to this page, you can view it and take it and look at it many different lights and views. It may be what you want, it may make you think, it may hurt, it may help. It may be many different things to each and every one of you.

A little background on myself and the courage I have found through others directly and indirectly in my life to move on through different hurts and obstacles.

Part I. My Story of Courage and Obstacles.

My Story:

I guess if you go by what numerous counselors and therapists have told me when I do actually go to them and listen. It all started with my father, who was never around for me. The times I got to see him were far and in between. He was the core to everything that went wrong in my life according to at least 3 different therapists/counselors.

The first major obstacle: This occurred when I was 12-13 years of age. I was babysitting for someone that my mother knew, and these men came to see the man I was paid for babysitting for to do what only knows. They came back later and I got to know one of them as a friend a little, he took advantage of what a 12-13 year old feels, and I ended up getting statutory date raped. I went through hell that year. I was harassed daily and called names in others that were my age. They ranged from slut, whore, liar, and many other bad names. The day I was subpoenaed to court was the worst day in my life that year. I did not want to go, after all I was a 12-13 year old girl. I went anyway, it was the law. I testified to the best of my knowledge what a 12-13 year old could describe. Not knowing any technical words, I showed with motions to parts of the body, and he touched me here and there. The man was 19. He landed in prison and is now out on parole.

The second obstacle: The second obstacle to my happy life or what would’ve been happy. Is that I moved out very stupidly at age 17 out of my mom’s house and into a place with the person I thought that would love me forever and not hurt me. My first fiance’s place. Little did I know that at the time that people and men could be so deceiving to get what they wanted out of women. It occurred four to five months after moving out and in with him. Where the abuse started, both emotionally/verbally, and physically. This went on for months. I tried numerous attempts to leave but could not escape. Most of the things we had were mine, and for gods sake I had some pride left in me still. I was not leaving my stuff with his bad ass. So I waited and left after 10 months of hell with him. The day I left he was with his lover cheating on me, at a campground. I went home 20 miles away and told my decision to family and select friends who helped me pack up my stuff with two other cars plus mine, and 7-8 other people. We were out of there in less than 6 hours.

The Third and Last Obstacle: Just when I thought my life was getting better and I would finally settle down with someone happily at the age of 21. After knowing my new fiance’ after a year and 6-8 months. He breaks off everything with no explanation as to why. I broke down. I nearly attempted suicide that night, If it had not been for me calling my mom home from work. I do not honestly know if I would be writing this for you all to see.
Now (Present): I am slowly surviving life taking it one day at a time. Moving on so very slowly and step by step. Through numerous friends, acquaintances and others. I have been shown love, friendship, caring, kindness, compassion. Even from people whom I have never met in real life and only met online. These people have shown me the way through them how to accept what has gone on before me and not blame it on myself. I have feelings for each and every one of them that is different and unique to them. J

Part II: Definitions and Feelings Of Courage: