To ask the hardest thing you have ever been through

Other people's problems don't negate your own!

Love and thoughts to all those who need it 💔

The death of one of my parents. Ultimately it led to my divorce as it pulled me up and forced me to take notice of what was happening. The divorce was awful as my ex was an abusive cunt, but it was liberating so whilst difficult, it was a positive thing in that respect.

I am sorry you are struggling and hope you find some balance and peace.

Sending so much love to all of you who have lived through loss and those struggling with horrendous health issues.

Gosh just everyone who is hurting for whatever reason. I am truly sorry 💔💔

Really? Posters post freely and because they want to share & acknowledge an event
Im sorry that make you uncomfortable, but you don’t get to censure what we talk about
Having read the thread,it’s raw,honest and powerful. It is undermining to deny women a voice about events and pain

Losing my adult daughter in 2023. She was on life support by the time we were able to be with her, and did not regain consciousness. That 28 days sitting by her side haunt me every day. So many regrets and what ifs. I'll never be the same person I was before this.

So sad for the pain in this thread.

Having had something traumatic happen to me, when I finally ventured out of my house again I did have people literally cross the street to avoid me (and I also had people weeping in my face when they saw me). I found that very hard, it felt as if what had happened to me was so awful I had to be avoided

I find people sharing their experiences a comfort to be honest, although obviously I wouldn't wish any of the deeply sad stories in this thread to happen to anyone.

Six months' homelessness, living in my car. Didn't tell a soul, kept pretending I was in my old job and home. I was very ashamed of it.

About two years ago my dd was so depressed I couldn’t get her out of bed. She just wanted to die. I used to beg her to stay alive just for me. I kept saying just another day please. Eventually I began to think I was in the wrong for begging her to stay, who was I to keep her alive if she didn’t want to be here. The only place I ever said it was on here. I hate myself every day for thinking it.

Things are different now but I live in constant fear of it going back to how it was.

Gosh I am so sorry xx

My dad fell and broke 4 vertebrae at the beginning of 2019. He made a partial recovery in that he could walk and was able to come home but was never quite the same and he was put on the end of life pathway ten days into the first Covid lockdown.

I don't have it in me to go into the gory details but he lived until late May 2021 and although I absolutely adored him, it was an awful time...not helped by my mums inability to deal with the situation.

I took a sabbatical to care for him when I was asked to return to the office but the experience of caring in lockdown impacted my mental health so badly I ended up unable to work for two years and diagnosed with PTSD, GAD and panic disorder.

I'm doing okay now but there were times I thought I'd never get past it and even now there is always a lingering sense that something could pull the plug on my normality at any moment.

The traumatic death of my 1 year old. I still question why my life turned out this way.

I am very lucky never to have gone through anything appalling. Of course I have lost people I loved, but I often think about the fact that my mother had to give birth to a dead child, and even worse, not one but both of my grandmothers birthed two children each who died in infancy. Life was so much more brutal only a few decades ago. I don't think I could've coped with what they coped with, I'd rather be infertile and childless as I am. So many hugs for everyone on this thread.

I feel so sorry for those of you who have lost their children. It is not the natural order of things and a tragedy that young lives were stopped.

I thought the worst thing that could happen to me was when my mother was diagnosed and died within two weeks . But finding evidence that my DH of over 20 years had betrayed me in so many ways left with PTSD . No idea why it physically affected me so very badly . Years later still not able to think of it without experiencing g a sickening feeling .

Humans are so resilient but without the love and support of others it is very hard to bear . I hope everyone suffering has that support around them.

Oh OP I'm sorry, and also to everyone else on this thread who has had, and is having a really tough time.

At 29 weeks pregnant and over the next 4 months, I became a (what I thought was temporary), wheelchair user. I developed SPD, pre-eclampsia, haemorrhaged in labour and lost 4 pints of blood, started chemotherapy, and my mum was diagnosed with cancer and died 18 days later. And To top it off, using a wheelchair became a permanent thing. If it hadn't have happened to me, I'd think it was a load of bullshit.

I actually found it quite therapeutic writing mine out. No one is forcing anyone to post. It’s okay to admit actually life is pretty shit for some of us!

My dad dying very suddenly and unexpectedly when I was 9. Only just now realising the impact it's had on me after nearly two years of therapy.
More recently my best friend died very suddenly in pretty unpleasant circumstances.

No, shame on you for writing such a nasty post. To even suggest people use their traumatic events as some sort of competition is just vile.

And OP thank you for asking this question. It's made me stop and think about the sadness in my life and has been therapeutic to write it down. It also puts into perspective how no one is without sadness or loss.

So much sadness for those who have lost a child or gone through so much trauma. Life is so unfair.

I have a lot of trauma… abusive childhood (schizophrenic and alcoholic Mum but middle class family so no one really stepped in to do anything as it was the 1980s and as long as Dad was a chief executive and we lived in a nice house it was fine, even though Mum was sectioned and carted off screaming in an ambulance several times a year after trying to murder my Dad.. and then my Dad basically forgetting to feed me because he was totally focused on work and getting cross with me because in my 5 year old desperation I might have eaten a whole loaf of bread etc etc). Lots of stories about it all and I could go on for days. As a 44 year old woman I am still traumatised by some of the things I’ve lived through as a child. Mum stabbing Dad with a fork and then being restrained by ambulance staff is a particular highlight.

Then abusive relationships, terrible PND with my dd (now aged 21), was so suicidal I wanted to throw myself in front of a train. Coupled with my Mum (who I still lived with) shouting at me saying how selfish I was for even having a child and what a terrible person I was.

Being misdiagnosed for 18 months and told I was just anxious and a hypochondriac when I actually had a potentially fatal medical condition (Addisons disease). I was literally dying and no one believed me. I don’t have any faith in anyone medical since this and remain completely terrified from a health perspective (I’ve made several formal complaints and have also gone on to develop other complex health issues).

Mum dying of bowel cancer in 2019 was very difficult. We had a really complex relationship and being honest I was glad she died as it was like I was given a fresh start but the whole thing was just so traumatic as her mental health became absolutely dreadful again and it was like I was a child again and she was back to how she was when I was little.

I am so sorry to read all these truly heart wrenching stories. Life can be so cruel. Just a little reminder to us all to always be kind. We never know what someone may be going through.

I totally disagree with you @Ineedashero No one is forced to share anythjng and it isn’t a competition. I think some people find it a comfort for to get their words down. It also makes some people realise how lucky we are. Nothing unkind to report here.

My divorce, it has changed my children’s lives, my life and and all our futures. I will never be the same person I was and I hate that fact.

I want to acknowledge the posts, the raw pain. Love & peace to everyone ❤️

Having to perform CPR on my newborn when he was only a few weeks old. It was successful, but I’ve never really recovered from the shock, I don’t think.

I'm so sorry that you and your son are going through this.

Pregnant with my daughter after two losses and a stillbirth. Had placenta previa. Bled at 32 weeks. Utterly convinced I would loose her tio. Hospitalised until 37 weeks when she was delivered under GA. Many complications but luckily DD absolutely fine. 6 now and I finally feel like I might be coming out of the other side.