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Ditto @Kaia. No rational human being wants those things to happen. On the scale of real fears versus silly fears, rape & torture & war are some of the most real fears out there. It's ugly. And it's real. And it happens. It's happening, right now, in places all over the world.
One of the big differences though, between imagined fears, and fears you live through? Is that it's very different from what one imagines. It's both worse, and better, and completely different from how you imagined it... All in one fell swoop.
I learned to laugh, really and truly laugh, when I was being tortured the first time. Not because I wasn't screaming until I had no voice. Not because I wasn't begging for someone to just f*cking kill me, already. Not because I wasn't trying to choke myself (did you know most people can't? I tried to break my own neck, tried to choke myself out/ crush my larynx... A lot of us tried, come to find, and none of us could. Some can, maybe. Guess you don't talk to them, later. But the moment the pressure got hard enough, my arms fell limp. Or shot out from my body. I was so f*cking pissed. I couldn't break my neck. I couldn't choke myself. I tried, and tried, and tried. It wasn't mental. Death would have been lovely. I wanted it. Whole body wanted to die, was at peace with dying.). I wasn't laughing to be strong, or to infuriate my captors (you ever get taken? You scream. You scream before it hurts. Because they won't stop until they want to. And they want screams. Sometimes, it can make things end faster. Sometimes not. But any sometime helps). Not even because I was hysterical. Laughter & madness are pals. This wasn't that. I was laughing because that was the day people stopped being able to "make" be angry, afraid, scared, etc.
Does this mean I'm grateful for the experience? Or think it was a good thing? f*ck no. Some people make the mistake of thinking terrible things are "good" for people. I do have some terrible things I'm grateful for, because they made later -worse- things more manageable... I'm grateful I learned to laugh. I'm grateful I learned that no one has complete power over me. Man is never truly free, until one has the freedom of their own mind & heart.
However, those lessons could have been learned elsewhere. Most people learn them elsewhere. The ends don't justify the means in this sort of bullshit. Being tortured wasnt "good" for me. Even if I managed to take a good piece from it. That doesn't justify it. That doesn't make it right. That doesn't make it good.
But the inverse is true as well. As yucky as a lot of this stuff is? It's also better & different than our fears imagine.
If what you fear most happened right now? You'd find it a very different thing that what you fear. Some parts will be worse. Some parts will be better. All of it would be different.
One of the big differences though, between imagined fears, and fears you live through? Is that it's very different from what one imagines. It's both worse, and better, and completely different from how you imagined it... All in one fell swoop.
I learned to laugh, really and truly laugh, when I was being tortured the first time. Not because I wasn't screaming until I had no voice. Not because I wasn't begging for someone to just f*cking kill me, already. Not because I wasn't trying to choke myself (did you know most people can't? I tried to break my own neck, tried to choke myself out/ crush my larynx... A lot of us tried, come to find, and none of us could. Some can, maybe. Guess you don't talk to them, later. But the moment the pressure got hard enough, my arms fell limp. Or shot out from my body. I was so f*cking pissed. I couldn't break my neck. I couldn't choke myself. I tried, and tried, and tried. It wasn't mental. Death would have been lovely. I wanted it. Whole body wanted to die, was at peace with dying.). I wasn't laughing to be strong, or to infuriate my captors (you ever get taken? You scream. You scream before it hurts. Because they won't stop until they want to. And they want screams. Sometimes, it can make things end faster. Sometimes not. But any sometime helps). Not even because I was hysterical. Laughter & madness are pals. This wasn't that. I was laughing because that was the day people stopped being able to "make" be angry, afraid, scared, etc.
Does this mean I'm grateful for the experience? Or think it was a good thing? f*ck no. Some people make the mistake of thinking terrible things are "good" for people. I do have some terrible things I'm grateful for, because they made later -worse- things more manageable... I'm grateful I learned to laugh. I'm grateful I learned that no one has complete power over me. Man is never truly free, until one has the freedom of their own mind & heart.
However, those lessons could have been learned elsewhere. Most people learn them elsewhere. The ends don't justify the means in this sort of bullshit. Being tortured wasnt "good" for me. Even if I managed to take a good piece from it. That doesn't justify it. That doesn't make it right. That doesn't make it good.
But the inverse is true as well. As yucky as a lot of this stuff is? It's also better & different than our fears imagine.
If what you fear most happened right now? You'd find it a very different thing that what you fear. Some parts will be worse. Some parts will be better. All of it would be different.