Most know me as a semi-passive person that wants us all to get along (Per Rodney King).
I am that person. And I'm not.
When a man attacked me in the gym shower when I was six months pregnant with my first child, I knew I could...and would...kill.
I realized then that although I didn't care all that much about my life, I'd kill for my child's life.
The attacker lived. My son lived. I lived.
But I can kill.