“It Won’t Happen to Me”… Until It Almost Does
I want to share something raw. A client came to me shaken…not for himself, but for someone he loves.
His girlfriend had always said she didn’t need self-defense training. She believed she was “safe.” Believed it wouldn’t happen to her. That the worst she would ever need to defend against was a bad date or an awkward stare.
Then came the dog park.
She noticed him almost right away…lurking, leering, tracking her from a distance. Parallel path. Eyes locked. Predatory energy. That sixth sense fired. But like many people who have never trained for real-world danger, she tried to shake it off. Rationalize it. “I am probably overthinking this…”
She saw him disappear into a port-a-potty. Thought maybe that would be her out. She grabbed her phone. Texted her boyfriend. Tried to look like she was talking to someone.
But when she glanced up…he was already closing the gap.
He asked the dog’s name. Creepy smile. Closing in.
She froze. Locked in fear.
Then…he exposed himself. “TAKE THAT,” he said.
That was his opening move. What was next? Nobody knows.
Lucky for her…LUCK being the operative word…another car pulled into the park. Then another. That momentary interruption caused him to back off. He walked to a blue truck and drove away.
She stood there, still frozen. Shocked. Terrified. Realizing she had just been one tiny variable away from something worse. Something life altering.
And this is the part that really hits:
She was still hesitant to train. Still unsure if it was “for her.” Still stuck in that illusion that “Well… nothing really happened.”
Really?
Let me ask you this…
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- What if those cars hadn’t pulled in?
- What if he would waited until she got back to her car?
- What if he had followed her from the moment she parked…plate, make, model memorized?
This wasn’t just a creepy encounter. This was a predatory setup.
Let’s be clear:
Her phone didn’t save her.
Her boyfriend…90 minutes away…couldn’t save her.
And she, frozen without a plan, wasn’t able to save herself.
This is why we train.
Not to become paranoid. But to become prepared.
Luck is not a strategy.
Denial is not a defense.
And a police report, filed with no actionable detail…is not protection. It’s paperwork.
She could have been another headline. Another statistic. Another post shared with a hashtag and a “so sad.”
But instead, let this post serve as the wake-up call. For her. For you. And for anyone still thinking, “That will never happen to me.”
Self-defense isn’t about fear.
It’s about ownership.
>Your safety. Your body. Your ability to respond…decisively and with force, when danger comes knocking.
Train now.
>Not after.
>Not when it is too late.
>Not when the story has already written itself.
Because next time…it might not be a “close call.”
It might be the call no one wants to get.
This is your warning. This is your moment.
Act like your life depends on it…because it just might.
Train for more than the fight. Train for life.
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