I wonder something. If we could back in time, several hundred years ago and give a glimpse of the future to those people.
Would they wonder if we loved our spouses less, if there wasn’t as much heartbreak when a marriage came apart because these future people are so different. Look at those people in 2017, more than half of the marriages end in a divorce. It’s so common, an everyday occurrence. It couldn’t be as much of a tragedy. They must not allow themselves the luxury of an attachment since they know that the odds are that they’re will not work out.
I question this logic, that somehow having something terrible happen frequently makes the pain less. Certainly this analogy isn’t perfect, but we all know the pain of losing a first love or getting a divorce. Yes, it hurts like hell, and just because losing the love of a partner happens to everyone, doesn’t make it easier.
I met Japanese people who were the children of WWII. They grew up in households with a philosophy which many posters in this thread are undoubtedly picturing when they think of how people used to be when infant deaths were common.
These people saw their older brothers, cousins, fathers and uncles go off to war. The nation had been told for decades that to lay down one’s life was the greatest service a son could give his emperor.
The father of one girlfriend had been a Zero pilot, survived one of the most bloody air battles in the Pacific and was slated to become a Kamikaze.
There are documentaries on TV and books written about this generation. My ex-FIL lost six cousins, my ex-MIL lost more.
Worse are the stories of the Japanese settlers in Manchuria. People who raised up large family and worked the kids on the farm. Many, many of the babies died on the frontier.
When the war ended, they had to flee back home. Many were completely broke and without food. There were many who had to abandon their small children and babies because they just couldn’t take them back.
This was a generation of Japanese which had given the ferocious fighters of the Pacific.
If anyone had the ability to turn off their feelings for the babies, it would have been these people. And yet, the raw pain still evident decades later gave testimony of the horrible choice they were forced to make. Denied the ability to outwardly mourn, these mothers kept up brave faces in public. Yet, you could see the pain in their eyes as they were interviewed.
I believe that desperate people do desperate things. Things which we cannot conceive of and what we would recoil away in horror. People also do things because of social pressure. Even terrible things.
But I don’t believe that the pain is less. It may be masked. Desperate people hurt so much that they may be numb. Humans have a number of psychological defense mechanisms such as denial and disassociation.
However, the bond with your child is so strong and the only way that there would be less pain for people in the past is if the love weren’t as strong.
This is my major objection. It’s human nature to divide people up into “us” and “them” and then to deny that “they” are the fundamentally the same people. Somehow “they” must not feel pain like we would. I don’t buy that. People of loved and mourned their children for eons.
People are resilient. My wife went from wanting to die to be with our son in heaven back into one of those individuals who love life more than anything else.
When we first went into the support group, it would take everything to not cry from the beginning to the end. There were those who did.
You think that the world is going to open up and swallow you. You want it. But it doesn’t and eventually you become better. You then are there for those who are still in shock.