Yes indeed, Bunny. Sounds very much like the same thing. It appears that we have prior states of feeling that are so impossible we simply can't deal with them if and when they show up again in our "now" life. Hurt, annihilated, destroyed, obliterated, burned alive, locked alone in a dungeon, no response but silence, utterly and completely alone. Yeah. You're right. That's what it is. Except.

Except that we HAVE to do it. We're big people now. Our lives depend on ourselves. No more mommies. Or daddies. And we don't want to feel even worse than we do now, do we? And worse is ALWAYS possible. So in the end, after all the misery and suffering, we have to pick up our rags and move on down the line. Do something to keep the pot boiling, the blood circulating.

It's possible not. There are a few of us who perhaps can stick with a very plain kind of self-annihilation, if we hate ourselves enough. Read Golding's "To the Ends of the Earth, a Sea Trilogy." But there aren't that many. Most of us don't suffer and die, we suffer and live. From junkyard to soup kitchen. From flophouse to fleabag to greasy spoon to dive to gutter. In fancy avatars of course.

Life does go on. Yeah. For the vast majority of us. However bad we feel from time to time. Oh yes, it feels like we can't take a single more step; that we'll drop dead and die; that we're totally and completely all out. But we're not. We're human beings. And whatever lousy things they may call us, we're tough. About as tough as they come. Blow us out of an evolutionary niche? We'll find another. Oh yes we will. There are no survivors like human survivors. And that means you and me. Take care!