Damn, I’m hella brave, especially considering I have an anxiety disorder and ptsd. My neighbor was screaming for help and it sounded like he was being attacked, so I screamed, “im calling the police, m***********!” And ran inside. I yelled that to make the attacker know what’s up and to distract them. Like..a part of me was trying to divert the attention from hurting my neighbor knowing full well they could come after me and I’m hella physically weak. I just couldn’t live with myself if I stood by while someone got murdered, you know? That takes a lot of guts to let a violent person know you called the police. When you’re not the one being attacked. Typically, people just call the police and hide. I was trying to make the attacker stop. F****** Hell, I’m impressed with myself. It gave me a huge ptsd reaction afterwards, but it was worth it. Three cheers for me!
