I have been thinking and journaling and it occurred to me that I have this "macho" self-image as a strong, independent and resilient woman. I did have my share of tough times and tragedies, but not on a scale of what Holocaust survivors or people who have been through wars, deaths of their children or horrible illnesses experienced in their lives. Why did those people make it through and did not break down as badly as I did? Is there something wrong with me that I could not handle my problems better? Does it mean that I am just a wuss? When I try to think rationally, this whole resentment seems silly, but why does this thought comes and comes again to my mind? Is it my ego trying to protect itself?