Ok so we all have those moments of clarity, when the sky opens up and the big cosmic baseball comes out of the sky and promptly beans us on the noggins. At that time we usually have a awakening that shapes our lives. So my question is two fold. 1. When did you realize you weren't a sheep? that is when you realized that you weren't going to go with the flow nor be taken advantage of no matter what? 2. When was it you really thought of yourself as a "survivalist"? ' For some it will be one question for me it is definately two seperate and distinct questions. I realized that I wasn't going to be a sheep when I was in the 5th grade. I had been out playing with my friends since it was summer and we were having a blast. My parents pulled out of the drive and said they had somewhere to go and would be back in an hour or two. About an hour later there came along a HUGE man that was stumbling around and talking absolute gibberish. He walked into a neighbors house and started asking about who was in his house etc. The man was way beyond the twilight zone. He walked out and went to the next house. Now all of us kids quit playing since parents started calling kids in left and right with this yahoo walking around. One of the parents called his son in and the son mentioned that I was home alone. He looked at me and said " you got your shotgun right?" When I replied yes he said go home lock the doors and load your shotgun with a slug and then hi brass 4's. When I mentioned I didn't have slugs he walked inside grabbed his shotgun racked one out and gave it to me. I got home loaded the single shot with the slug, locked the doors and realized that I would not have an issue killing this man if he came thru the door. Thats when I realized I wasn't a sheep. I also still have that slug round. 2. I became self reliant the first day my car broke down and I actually had the tools, the water, and the duct tape to get it home. I was 15 and had been way out in the middle of nowhere visiting a friend. No cell phones so the option was walk back and try to get help or fix it and limp it in. I fixed it got it home and felt the pride of knowing that I was in charge of my destiny rather than circumstances being in charge. That was the day I started making a "break down bag". I still have a breakdown bag but it also is my bob too. Well those are my experiences. Look forward to hearing yours. Take care Be safe Poacher.