I never considered myself a runner.
When I was in my early adult years. I would stand and fight against anything I believed in. In high school if someone was being bullied I wouldn’t hesitate to jump in. My best friend was being physically abused by her husband. I jumped between them plenty of times. I was always raised to do the right thing. I never had to throw a punch or even really say a word because as most bulling. I was not the victim so the bully would always back down.
But as I moved on in life to my own sorta hell. I became the victim. What happened to that girl who never backed down. Well she got lost. Becoming a mother, I decided it was better to run and hide instead of fight.
When my childs life came in danger. I ran and I hid at a friends house. Until I got the courage to stand on my own two feet and never run again.
Now I am a mother to two children and I am back to my never run again ways. I want to instill in my boys that they don’t only not become the bully. Never back down when someone else needs them to stand up and fight for them