I feel like I have a deep reliance on society and technology, because I can’t fucking see without glasses and I’m too scared to do Lasik lol (also expensive).
I feel like I have a deep reliance on society and technology, because I can’t fucking see without glasses and I’m too scared to do Lasik lol (also expensive).
People who wear glasses are screwed but not as screwed as people who rely on medication.
I have trained my children from a young age that, in case of zombie outbreak or alien invasion, I am to be left behind. I require far too many medications to function in a post-apocalyptic setting.
What oddly specific training. Is there a training regimen for a “Evangelion everyone got turned into Tang” situation too? What about the “Just got spider powers and a Canon event may be coming”?
They were young and zombie movies were everywhere. In the way of all children, the questions were non-stop. This was also the time I was bedridden, so I convinced them that zombies only went after healthy people.
The whole thing about Instrumentality is forsaking your physical body. Now, once you return to reality and realise your whole city is flooded like in the final scene, that’s when things start to go wrong.
I too am certain to die so my plan is to heroically sacrifice myself. Full on “I got this” while my friends are pulled away screaming “nooooooooooooooooooo!”
I wanted to train my kids to do this, but my spouse rolled their eyes and asked, “Why would we willingly give up a weapon for you to have a last stand?”
But I’ll thrive with my untreated ADHD (unlikely)!
I dunno, reading through common ADHD traits sometimes sounds like a description of the perfect post-apoc survivor lol
My partner and I have discussed our wildly different willingness to try to survive in a post-apocalyptic world plenty of times over the years. He would work to survive and would probably thrive more than the average survivor. Me? I’ve always said I’ll likely head to the cough syrup section of the pharmacy.
This conversation came up earlier today, in fact. Well, I was recently diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis. I’m still sorting out the right medication to get it under control and am dealing with a lot of pain, but way less than before starting treatment. I told him with this diagnosis, if society ever collapses in a way that causes me to be unable to get my medication? I’m out.
I’m on the same page. I’ve spent most of my adult life testing the limits of my skills, wit, and badassery. My conclusion from that is that I am not a badass and have no interest in trying to survive societal collapse.