If I was turned into a sex slave, I don't think I'd die. I'm really not sure how I'd react, though. What drives me is misplaced compassion for other people. So I can just see myself throwing an arm around my oppressor if they started crying or something, and being like, "There there, buddy." But if they were like, "Now yer gonna get raped boy" I most likely wouldn't be able to help but start laughing. And then if they started beating me I'd probably laugh so hard I'd cry. It's a little different if I was being serial killed. I would probably still try to be polite to the person and try to see things from their point of view. I might crack a few jokes to try and ease the tension. I think I could handle the torture and the pain. Mostly I'd be worried about my responsibility to other people. Serial killers and rapists just take things way too god damned seriously. So I think if I was encountered by one they would be strongly juxtaposed by the ridiculousness of it all. I couldn't kill anybody to survive, but I wouldn't call that strength, either. I think if you can't accept death in certain circumstances then you are weak.
every situation is different. i never know how strong or weak i'll be until it happens. it can even happen, almost the same situation and i'll be strong one time and weak another. its something i've learned to not make expectations either way. i know that we are all strong and weak in different ways then each other. that is why there is some value in community. even if it isn't always an emotional value. i know that i find difficult and easy differently then statistically other people i have know have or said they have. not stronger or weaker but in different ways. sometimes very different ways. i take a certain pride in those things that are unusual while at the same time realizing that not everything is. what i don't think makes sense is to say that there is an over all strength or weakness. its vain to compare oneself to others anyway.
One of my best friends has a child with what sounds very similar. Part of his brain never developed so he can't walk, talk, eat or communicate like a normal child. He's got a very strong character but this was very difficult for him. His mrs was unable to conceive for a while. So in a way, I suppose he ended up with a disabled child rather than no child. Sometimes he goes missing, that type of thing, locks himself away. He makes gradual progress with the situation. But in any event, it must be difficult for him and his mrs.
I am often asked where I gain my strength to plunder on despite what I have been through I don't know the answer....Its just there when I need it