Give a time when you were resilient.

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What happened and how did you show resilience?
Looking for inspiration!

I mean, surely it is very specific to each person? I'm incredibly resilient. I could give a million examples probably! Not sure any of them would be useful for anyone else!

When you have no choice but to go on otherwise you go under

I thought this was going to be about a job interview question or cringey ice breaker OP was asked to do!

Today. On my own feeding the ducks in the rain with DM and two young DCs. DH away until tomorrow. DM was creating a scene (completely normal 🙄) and DCs were tired and grizzly. I bit my tongue heroically and focused on getting the children home without losing my rag at them (which basically meant not opening my mouth). First day of my period (peri so extra grumpy). No halo to polish so I ate chocolate cake when I got home.

The 5 weeks between my beloved gran dying and her funeral. My mum and I sorted everything, we had no help, family didn’t behave that great, and we were on our knees from having nursed her for so long to give her her wish to remain at home. Up to the very day, we were up before 6, rushing to collect relatives from stations and airports, taking things to the church and undertakers, walking the dog, finally getting ready and heading there ourselves.
Grief started after that day. Still ongoing. But gave a stellar performance those 5 weeks.

When making a point that goes against the grain on AIBU. It can be savage on there with some very nasty attacks.

There is no job interview or ice breaker activity 🤣🤣 just interested to see what people have overcome and how they have persevered through hard times.

I spoke a eulogy at the funerals of my brother, mother and father. All happened within 6 years.

I am so sorry for your loss. I am sure she knew how loved she was.

I know it will be individual for everyone.

👏👏👏 I have 2 young children too and some days are so hard. Well deserved chocolate cake!!

I had big life plans, then got run over by an illegal motorist (never caught - fled the scene), serious injuries... plans evaporated while I was in hospital as couldn't take up the opportunity I had.
Had to rebuild from scratch when mended. Thriving now.

I am so sorry 😞

@WinterMorn 😁

Thank you, it was very much part of coming to terms with things but also knowing only I could say certain things and/or be the one who could in that moment

When I e had no choice because if I don't manage it my children suffer. Every time I've been most resilient it's because a man has failed or hurt me/the children

That was a huge act of love as well as resilience. Well done for honouring them, it must have taken a lot to do that.

Dad and FIL both died within two months of each other and I had two miscarriages and I didn't dare take much time off work. Somehow I came out the other side.

But actually, now I have two young DC, I think there's resilience every day...

The posts from other posters are so much far more worthy than mine - my heart goes out to you for what you have gone through, and I am sad and sorry xx Getting back to the original question, I think am resilient when I travel for leisure, usually with one adult child, and not always to the easiest of places (by choice). At 57 years old, I would not normally "choose" to sleep on a station floor, be spat at by locals, be abducted in an illegal taxi and have such bad food poisoning that my daughter thought I was going to die and so on (not the same trip btw). I take this like an absolute trooper. If I ever travel for work, my family gets sick and tired of me whingeing on about about the 9.05 arriving into Kings Cross 5 minutes late, another annoying passenger on the train, and the tea-bags in my hotel room not being the right sort and the pillows being too soft, there is almost no limit to the amount of complaining that I can muster up ! Sometimes I think we are resilient when we have to be, or want to be. Looking forward to other posts of derring-do !!!! xx

In my early 20’s, sitting with my family over a weekend in hospital at my Nans bedside while she died. Most harrowing and hardest thing I’ve ever had to do and I can still vividly remember it 15 years later but I did it and we were with her at the end which I’m grateful for.

Second to that was again sitting at another death bed on and off for a week while MIL was deteriorating and having to go in the room just after she had died as we got there 5 minutes too late as my husband didn’t want to go in alone. I really really didn’t want to have to go in and see a dead body for the second time but I did it for him.

I've never been resilient, I've shrunk and become more anxious.

I've been through absolutely horrific times and PTSD got my through it. Survival mode, dissociation, followed by long, debilitating nervous breakdowns that take years to recover from (I recover less fully every time).

A person just breathes in and out and wakes up the next day, regardless of how much you wish to never wake up.

Eventually the thing that broke you is a long time ago and you're merely fragile and have weird coping mechanisms as a consequence.

I’ve been resilient for the last 10 years since my DH was diagnosed with terminal cancer. 3 years knowing he was dying, the rest bringing DC up alone, eldest with SN. There’s been no choice on the resilience front. My DC need me. The toll it’s taken is substantial though. But mostly I am still fun. And deeply, deeply organised.

Is this for inspiration for a job interview?

hmm I think the biggest one for me was during covid, my waters had broke at 20 weeks with my son so I was already on strict bed test when covid came. Made it to 37 weeks by some miracle and had to go in alone, husband came in for c section and was quickly whisked away. Baby boy was very poorly and we were in for 6 weeks before transferring to the children’s hospital for surgery. I was completely alone during this time, had to watch my brand new baby be resuscitated. Just awful. Very dark times. I didn’t know how resilient I was until I became a mother!

I relate so much to this. This is essentially me too. Never had resilience ( childhood full of trauma and neglect stunted any sort of natural development) and subsequently, left me wide open to further abuse. I'm thoroughly broken now after a lifetime of it and the breakdowns are taking longer and longer to recover from. This latest bout has lasted 4 years and this time I'm not sure I'll ever recover.