Bravery is not an act; it is a constant bearing.
You cannot lop fear’s head off, no matter how sharp your blade. You will not hide from fear, not for long. Fear can hold its breath for longer than you’d imagine, and cannot be starved or burned or reasoned with. Crying won’t help you; praying won’t do you no good. Start your car and point it towards the ocean you are furthest from, and when you finally see the surf, fear will be there.
Bravery is walking alongside fear, and setting your own pace.