To the trauma? Nope. I’m good. At least I’m finally able to work on it. The further away, the better it gets.

I didn't care for this episode of the twilight zone when I was a kid but as an adult it hits close to home. I may miss being a kid but only because I romanticized it, the best thing to do is move on because it's the only thing to do

Nope.

Up until a few years ago, I would have said "no". Growing up during the Cold War meant always wondering when the nukes would come. Every day at noon the sirens would wail, reminding you of what you'd hear as you rushed to the closest fallout shelter. Car radios had special markers for the Civil Defense stations you would tune to when it happened. It was a lot for a kid to have to deal with.

But the nukes never came. The sirens stopped wailing at noon. The shelters, and the signs that advertised them, are long gone. The supplies they were stocked with expired and were thrown away. The great enemy collapsed under the weight of its own incompetence.

It was an unsettling time, but we didn't have to worry about being apprehended walking home from school, or having someone from the government break down our front door with guns drawn. The government, to some degree, seemed to have our safety in mind (even if some of those measures would have been ineffective). It wasn't a golden era, but it was better than what we're in now.

So, my answer is "yes, yes I would."

Of course. I would love to see my mom again, and I would love to be that lucky lottery winner. I'd love to get better grades in math, too.