I'll even go first: I'm brave. Not always discerning or wise or considerate -- although I hope I'm all of those things at least some of the time -- but without question brave. I will take on scary things and I am willing to fall on my ass. I will jump out of the metaphorical airplane. And may I point out that bravery is not the same thing as being unafraid -- I'm afraid of all sorts of things all the time. As far as I'm concerned, that's the challenge. I live to say Fuck You to my fear, and it has always, without fail, served me well. I have never regretted an act of bravery in my life.
So, dear readers. What is it about yourselves that you hold most dear? Tell me.