For me, growing up in the 1950s it was usually "Survive or Die!"
And children who weren't survivors in the 1950s died often of all sorts of things.
As a child I was always pretty serious because by age 2 I had almost died of Whooping cough so this changed me a lot from the way I was before in my attitudes about life. I withdrew a lot emotionally and psychologically after almost dying.
However, it also made me more compassionate as a child because I didn't want anyone to suffer as much as I had already even if they were my Enemies?
AS a child it is childish to see anyone as your enemy really, because the kids around me were either survivors or they weren't and the non-survivor kids died like flies still in the 1950s still.
This didn't start to change much until the 1970s and 1980s by the way when my generation grew up and started having children. also, there were many viet Nam Veterans who either killed themselves or their families or both from PTSD also by then.
But those who hadn't had to get crazy from PTSD or losing limbs in Viet Nam or other things were much kinder to their children generally than the way kids were generally treated in the 1950s. It was in reaction to all the kids dying and suffering of all of us that we were kinder to our children than our parents were to us.
However, no one was really sane (like we view sanity now at least) who lived through the Great Depression or world War II. There were only various states of relative insanity and that's all.
So, literally everyone had some form of PTSD from the Great Depression and World War II.
There were ONLY survivors and no completely sane survivors of the great depression or world war II.
I think it's really important to understand this regarding the 1950s.
So, if you weren't a survivor you didn't survive the 1950s or the 1940s or the 1930s.
However, many people who aren't survivors have survived since the 1970s and 1980s because I meet them every day.
How do they survive?
By Depending upon other people to keep them alive.
So, if you want to be a survivor yourself you need to learn to take care of yourself even if you are alone anywhere on earth.
By God's Grace
That doesn't mean you need to choose to be alone the rest of your life it only means you know that you could do this if you needed to.
By God's Grace
NOTE: The reason I almost died of Whooping cough at age 2 is that my parents were anti-Vaxers so I had no shots at all until I was 15 years old and got bit by a blind old dog when I tried to pet it at a job I was working on with my father. otherwise no vaccinations at all up until 15 when I was required by law to get a Tetanus shot from being bit by a dog.
However, almost dying of whooping cough taught me to be a survivor to age 77 so far too so go figure?
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