I don't think you are knocking my decision. :bier:
We (collectively) are discussing our views. That's what this forum is here for.
It's interesting what can happen over the course of a few years.
When I first joined up here I made a rather lengthy post about why I would jump in to defend someone else. I listed all of the same reasons as others have. I respected the decisions of those who said they would not or could not use their firearms in the defense of others. I asked myself all of the same questions, "How could I live with myself if I let some innocent person die or go undefended?", "What about them and their families," etc.
Then my husband and I started trying to have a family. After eight months of trying and one lost baby I met my first and greatest fear: losing the child I was finally blessed with.
When he was born and they put him in my arms I knew I would die to protect him and my life with him. He depends on me for everything. He depends on me for his food, for his warmth, for his cleanliness, even his education and love and NO ONE can or will do a better job of giving him those things than his own mother. But that means I have to be there for him. He needs me.
A protective instinct didn't blossom inside me, it clawed its way to the surface and started growling.
I don't trust any one else to do the job God gave me to do. I begged Him for this chance and now that He gave it to me I'm not going to do something reckless or foolish that could jeopardize it. I am my son's mother and that means I need to be around to be his mother.
I recently got to experience his first birthday. I want to be there for his second and his tenth. I want to watch him graduate from high school and college. I want to be at his wedding and meet my grandchildren. I want to be there to teach him to stand up for himself and to be strong. I want him to learn how to treat a woman by watching how his Daddy treats me. I can only do all of that if I'm here.
If there is even the slightest hint that an unnecessary action on my part may jeopardize that I'm going to take a LONG pause and consider my next actions very carefully.
Sure, I could go down "the hero" and my kid could grow up telling the story about how his mother died saving someone else. But, if you asked him in his adulthood if he'd trade that final story for a kiss on his knee when he fell or a hug when he was sad or a bedtime story and lullaby when it was bed time or the personal approval of the woman he loves or a special treat when he brings home a good report card, I bet he'd choose the latter. A good story can't tuck you in at night or give you advice or love you.. and it certainly can't replace a parent.
I am not afraid of acting in the defense of others. I can't even completely rule out the possibility that I may because, as you said, it's not all so black and white. I'm not even afraid of death as I'd throw myself in front of a pack of wild dogs to save those I love.
I have only one fear and that's for the future of my child. His future is better served with me in it and that means making wise decisions about my actions in regards to others.
All that being said, I'd take a bullet for my husband in a second and I'd fight to the death to defend him. I put my own safety below that of my husbands as I think it is even more important for my son to have his father in his life than me.
My defensive priorities are as follows:
1. My son/husband
2. Me
3. My extended family
4. Friends
5. Children
6. Everyone else
I'm not a cold-hearted woman. I certainly won't stand there indifferently. Yes, I'll call the police. I'll be a good witness. I certainly cannot say that I could just stand there and watch a young woman get rapped or a child abused. As long as it didn't endanger my child I would probably do all that I could, but, like you said, there is no black and white and I cannot make a blanket statement of "I'd help!" when the circumstances are so limiting.

