This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at USASK chapter.
This question haunts me
Makes me realize that I have a choice more often than not
Do I want to fight?
Or do I want (to take) flight?
Am I brave?
Or am I scared?
Why am I scared?
Why am I always scared?
My head calculating ten things at any given second
Or am I just that insecure?
Insecure in what?
In having options?
In having a say?
In what people think of me?
Sometimes there isn’t an option for flight
Are you tired of never having an option to run because life just gives you yet another reason to fight?
Like the woman bringing her child into this world
You can’t skip the pain
You can’t put a pause on labor in order to run away with a child halfway between your legs.
Take the fallen soldier
Would you stay down?
Risk losing your life because you didn’t want to fight anymore?
Risk the intolerable emotional distress of loved ones upon losing you?
What about the student in professional school?
Worked so hard to get to where they are
Almost there
Almost a doctor
Almost a lawyer
Almost an artist
Do you bury your head in the sand when it gets too much?
Or do you fight to get to the end?
To get your degree
To finally be able to put a real stethoscope around your neck
Fight or flight?
Life’s hardest question
How do you determine what’s worth your fight?
