When I was nineteen, I died...and remained dead for about two and a half minutes.
I have experienced life-threatening situations, spent time hiding in bomb shelters while air raid sirens blared outside and I have seen people die and get killed. And all I can say is that life doesn't weaken you, and neither does it strengthen you. It just provides the stressors and the challenges - it's totally up to you on how you react to those things.
Every saying I have ever heard is domain-specific, as in it requires detailed background and context to be understood and interpreted correctly. Life is too nuanced for it to be any different:)
I like this and I think it's true (the stoics would agree):
"indifference might even be considered to be a form of toughness"
Thank you for sharing this. I also adhere to much of the Stoic philosophy.
wow thanks for sharing your story!
You are welcome:) Reading what I wrote, it seems more dramatic written down than I remember it in my head:)
Indifference is a form a strength and toughness, and we perceive it as such. That scene in the Dirty Harry movie where Clint keeps on chewing on his hot dog while popping off 44 magnum rounds at a criminal immediately comes to mind.
Haha, Dirty Harry is the personification of toughness!