We often hear about defensive driving, staying alert, being careful, expecting the unexpected, and learning how to avoid accidents even when others are careless. But somewhere along the way, I realized that life also demands defensive living.
Because not every collision happens on the road.
Some happen through words.
Some through disappointment.
Some through silence, betrayal, misunderstanding, or timing that never quite makes sense.
And the strange thing about life is that sometimes the accident is not entirely your fault, yet you are still the one left standing in the middle of the wreckage trying to gather the pieces together.
I have learned that surviving collisions is an art. It is knowing when to slow down, when to step back, when to protect your peace, and when to stop forcing explanations from people who may never fully understand the damage they caused.
It is choosing not to let one emotional crash destroy your entire journey.
Defensive living does not mean becoming cold or fearful. It means becoming wise. It means understanding that not everyone traveling beside you is going in the same direction, and not every hand that waves at you is meant to stay.
Sometimes life teaches you through impact.
Sometimes growth comes through discomfort.
And sometimes the greatest strength is quietly rebuilding yourself while still finding the courage to continue the journey.
Because in the end, surviving collisions is not just about avoiding pain.
It is about learning how to heal, how to carry on, and how to keep your heart alive without losing control of the wheel.
