To ask what your biggest problem in life is at the moment?

I’m a single parent (have been since birth of my child) and I’m disabled and deal with severe, debilitating chronic pain each day. My son is also on the spectrum and is very hyperactive and the combination of being in pain and not getting a break from having to do everything - I’m just very overwhelmed and depressed if I’m being honest.

My house. It’s got so many things that need fixing it’s hard to know where to start. Then the process of finding a tradesperson, working out if the price is vaguely fair and if they’re competent and trustworthy.

One company I have booked work with can’t start yet because apparently they’re still waiting for materials to arrive. I’ve already paid a 50% deposit so they better not be fucking cowboys.

I binge eat as a coping mechanism, so I am overweight.
I live an ocean away from most of my family and closest friends.
My Dad has cancer.

Can’t imagine how hard things must be for you. Feeling sad on your behalf that the universe choose to dump this on your family.

I worry constantly about my eldest child. She’s just ‘different’ and I don’t know how she will find her place in the world without us.

You’re sad and grieving, don’t beat yourself up for lacking the motivation to lose weight. Please be kind to yourself and perhaps read some helpful books on bereavement.

I’ve been there with the DS who only cares about gaming and sleep. I promise it can get better 🙏.

Overweight. Realised that if I continue on the trajectory I'm on, I'll be 15st by 2026. Need to do something but wow its hard. Finding the motivation is hard.

DS13 in teenager mode. All he wants to do is sleep and game. He isn't doing well at school and doesn't care. Feel like he has so much he keeps to himself.

My health isn't great. Health anxiety even worse. It rules my life.

I miss my stepdaughter. She estranged herself nearly 5 years ago without any explanation and I'll never understand.

I miss my Nan and my Dad. Nan died in 2020, Dad in 2021. I miss them both, every single day.

Life is hard for a lot of people. My heart goes out to everyone.

Lost mum last month so definitely grief. My daughter has a pacemaker it constantly worries me

This is really kind of you.

I know this is just the comment of someone from the Internet but please take whatever bit of courage you have and leave. 💮

DH has Multiple Myeloma, the chemo doesn’t seem to be helping and he is still bed bound. Spiked a temp and inability to urinate today so blue lighted to hospital. Can’t go with him as 3 and 4 year olds on Easter Holidays and no alternative childcare.

2 hours later 3 year olds temp shot up, so looks like we have a shitty virus hitting us.

The society we live in is toxic. As such people are going to fall ill. We can throw money at repairing poor mental/physical health but we need to fix the root cause.

🌺🌻🌹🌷for you

It's striking how many lives are blighted by illness. We really are useless at healing the body and mind. For example, I know someone with PTSD and agoraphobia. She's tried everything. Her house is crammed with self-help books, she's been on every kind of drug, and she's had so much therapy she's in debt. Result? She's still agoraphobic.

We can land a probe on Mars, yet when it comes to depression, anxiety, cancer, dementia, parkinsons, and so on, we're hopeless. Yes we can 'treat' them, but so could a Shaman in the Amazon. (And frankly there are times when I'd have more faith in the Shaman – and I mean it.) That doesn't mean it works though.

I'd love to see some major breakthroughs in the coming years. We keep hearing about nanobots and stem cells and genomics and age reversing drugs and all these other amazing things, but they never seem to appear. They're always 'ten years away'. In virtually every street there is someone being literally tortured by a physical or mental illness. Why do we just accept this as if it's normal?

My autistic DC, neither of whom are coping at school or, increasingly, at home. Meltdowns are constant and I’m chronically sleep-deprived. I worry about them all the time as one in particular is very vulnerable.

My own autism, which means I can barely cope with the demands of parenting, my (temp, low paid) job, or day-to-day tasks like housework. I know I’m capable of so much more career-wise but I just don’t fit anywhere and can’t cope with even minimal work stress.

DP’s mental health: he is a wonderful man but struggles with depression and it’s a huge source of worry.

Money - I’d love to have enough to live, not just exist. We’re lucky to have a home but it’s tiny and falling apart!

Watching a parent die slowly - it almost feels unbearable some days.

Missing my beloved dog, who was irreplaceable.

However, I’ve rarely felt more grateful for my physical health than I do reading this thread. 💐 and ❤️ for all those struggling.

Rwcently started therapy which was a shock when she asked me if I thought my ex was abusive. It has been something I've wondered for a long time but was always told it was my fault. 8 years after the relationship ended, I'm now learning why I am the way that I am. I have been diagnosed with ptsd.

Money and finances. Two adults working full time jobs and we are living month to month. My car is going to need a new clutch and flywheel soon and we are having to replace dps very old car within the next couple of weeks. We have no idea how to fund these but without doing them, we have no way of working.

I lost my mum at Christmas two years ago and I am so desperate to talk to her that I have started picking the phone up to call her again, only I have to remind myself that I can't.

I am very lucky though. I am healthy, I have 3 amazing dcs and I love my job.

Realising I'm in a EA relationship with an intimidating and controlling partner. Punched a wall last week. Scared to leave and start over at 33.
Being cut off from extended family after confronting family member who allows someone who sexually abused me to be around me.
Feeling isolated from family/friends.

Being relied on constantly, to the point I have no identity beyond it, which sounds horrible as a wife and mum to young kids, I know.

I have just completed a year of cancer treatment and am still chasing some follow up stuff and I have found being so heavily relied on throughout really, really hard.

Like cooking when I was so tired from chemo that I kept having to sit down next to the oven between stirring the stuff on the hob, getting woken up in to a phone call from DH, while in AMAU with sepsis, so he could ask about when one of the kids has PE.

And now, trying to catch a breath as things wind down and process everything. I keep having to give mentally and physically when I feel like the well has run dry. It's brought home how much I have lost my identity as a person.

Did I do treatment so I could live, or so that my family's wife and mother could live? I wonder sometimes.

Not sure where the post is about the PF - utterly miserable condition - but if you haven't much to spare, even a cheap pair of PF insoles from Amazon can help, I think mine were about £8. Mine was caused by over-pronation and resolved after a couple of weeks wearing them. Now wear them all the time, I think I will always have that tendency, but a small price to pay.

Is that a safe amount to take? Can you buy this?

I had an iron infusion a few months back but I am knackered again and its near impossible to get the GP to act on it again!

Thank you x