One Hundred and Seventy Fifth Question
What is the hardest thing you have ever done ordealt with (from a emotional standpoint)?
posted by Sublime @ 10:42 AM
Monday, February 27, 2006
What is the hardest thing you have ever done ordealt with (from a emotional standpoint)?
17 Comments:
At 11:07 AM,
*** said…
My Dad. When he left my Mom and us, he just left to his new family and never looked back.
At 11:42 AM,
Pittchick said…
My dad remarrying. My step-mom is evil and I strongly dislike her. We will never get along, it's been 15 years now and I feel no differently than the day she walked into our lives.
At 12:33 PM,
danielle said…
it's a tie between when my 2nd serious relationship ended (and all of the drama that followed for the next 6 months) and losing my grandfather. two very different experiences, but both extrememly hard to go through.
At 12:42 PM,
Mind Sprite said…
Eight years of married hell and the year it took to extricate myself from that asshole. It took a long time and a lot of patience from two wonderful men to help me let go of the anger and distrust.
At 12:59 PM,
Unbalanced said…
Giving my child up for adoption. I was 16, had a 3 month old daughter, was in an abusive and tortured relationship, and got pregnant again. I didn't feel I could be a strong enough mother to 2 children and wanted to give both my daughters, as well as myself a better chance. Hardest thing I ever had to do, but never regret my choice.
At 2:41 PM,
alan said…
The death of my Dad from cancer when I was 27 was one; my Mom told people it was my fault he got the cancer, then that it was my fault he wouldn't just "give up" and let go (she refused the doctors requests to unhitch anything, putting it nicely).
Later, after 20 years alone, she started another round of things so disturbing I don't dare even go there...I'll only say I seriously considered therapy, and may still end up there.
alan
At 3:15 PM,
SassyFemme said…
The death of my parents, 14 mos. apart.
At 5:43 PM,
arcane said…
The recent death of my mother has been very hard on me but as she had been very sick for a long time it wasn't exactly unexpected so I would have to say the suicide of someone I loved very much has been by far the hardest thing I've gone through.It has been 17 years and I am still not over it.
At 5:44 PM,
nancy =) said…
rehab for alcohol and drug addiction and the therapy that followed...
peace...
At 7:30 PM,
Asaph's Table said…
When my grandmother passed away, we lost a family member, our house (it was hers and was claimed by the state to pay medical costs) and a steadying influence in our family. We're still picking up pieces 3 years later.
At 8:28 PM,
Elizabeth Taylor said…
Death of my grandfather in 1991. I was so crazy about him. A close second was ending the big relationship in 2000...took me a few years to get over that one.
At 11:40 PM,
Connie in FL said…
Divorce was bad, the death of my grandparents and my dad as well. But, the worst was when my oldest daughter ran away at age 16. We found her within a few hours, with her father. It was ugly and devastating.
She ended up spending her junior and senior high school years living in another state with her father and his wacky second wife. It broke my heart. I wanted to die and though I just might.
At 2:06 AM,
Anonymous said…
My mom turning her back on me because of my sexuality. It has been an emotional rollercoaster that I have tried time and time again to smooth out, with no luck!
At 8:32 AM,
DayDreamer said…
The one thing that has had a huge effect on my life was the breakdown of my parents marriage and the nightmare that followed.
My father left us for someone else, but as we weren't close, I'm not sure that I was particularly concerned. My mother, however, had a nervous breakdown and cried herself to sleep for years after he left.
I was only 8 at the time -I think it left irrevocable scars and I'm pretty sure I'm an emotional wimp because of it. It has always been hard to deal with anything concerning my dad and I still struggle with it.
At 10:09 PM,
AKH said…
My aunt's murder when I was 17.
At 5:53 PM,
Robert said…
Losing someone you 'love'... my first real love... bleh, but I was an idiot. [well, a smaller one now!]
At 5:30 PM,
Christina said…
My best friend's mom was shot by her dad when we were in third grade. It was the night before Halloween. Her mom had been my brownie troop leader and we were really close. Her dad went to jail and she had to go live with her aunt in another town and I never saw her again.
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