A page from The Unthinkable: Who Survives When Disaster Strikes - and Why by Amanda Ripley
I guess it’s not exactly surprising, but it seems to explain a lot of things I’m witnessing in my later adulthood. I’ve always felt deeply impressed by selfless heroes, but I never really pondered the profile of heroism.
Some people when faced with struggle become cold and bitter: “If I got through it without help, so can they.”
Some people do the opposite : “That was a hell I suffered through that I don’t want anyone else to have to experience”
And I have spent my entire life trying to figure out the difference between those two kinds of people and wondering which type I truly am.