What is an experience you never want to experience again in your lifetime?

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The most stressful time in my life started about 7 years ago and went on for 2 years and my mental health took an absolute battering and im still not over it. And now im super paranoid about it happening again.

I had bedbugs and a rat problem under the bath at the same time and pest control were useless.
i had a toddler at the time and their was 7 of us and I was advise to put everything we owned (twice) in the garden while they tried to get the bedbugs under control. I had to wash every soft furnishing and beds, draws, wardrobes had to be emptied and placed outside in bags in the sun. Only thing that was allowed in the house was furniture. I had postnatal depression at the time and I just remember sitting in the garden with everything we owned (twice). With the rats they were running around under the bath and were huge. My bathroom is downstairs and they’d chewed from the outside in, the smell was not normal and the noise all day from them scurrying around 🤮
It finally got resolved after 2 years but at that point I was shot to bits. I don’t think people realise how traumatic it is the live with a bedbugs. I’m so paranoid about getting them again I try and stay away from public transport and hotels or I will research the shit out of them before booking and even then I’m hyper vigilant and can’t sleep.

What is something you never want to go though again?

Seeing my husband go from a healthy 30 year old to being unable to leave the house or even empty a dishwasher. A nerve in his brain became infected and then inflamed.

He’s slowly recovering. Not back to health yet but we’re going on a picnic tomorrow which will be his first outing in 4 months. I’m making fresh sourdough and cookies and homemade lemonade for the occasion.

My rescue dog Logan dying after a very short and sudden illness, less than a month before his 3rd birthday. We were so lucky to have him as part of our family for 2.5 years but there isn’t a day that goes by even 4 years on that I’m not still heartbroken he isn’t here.

We were lucky enough to be able to choose to bring him home and have the vet make a house visit to put him to sleep in the place he felt safest and happiest, while we were cuddling him and telling him it was ok. Those last 24 hours at home were equal parts soul destroying and some of the most precious moments of my life.

RIP Logie Blue 🌈💙

Childbirth. Fortunately, as I am 54, it is something I'm extremely unlikely to experience again!

Having to put my small children in the car and drive around the local suicide spots looking for my husband.

One of those children 13 years later saying he wants to kill himself.

Please don’t blame yourself like this . It’s a really tough thing to go through. Please get therapy and seek support if you haven’t already

I can so relate to this.

Very similar happened to.me almost 30 years ago - A career I had built up over 20 years previously - basically due to professional envy and same colleagues being over promoted when I chose not to progress further as I had a seriously disabled baby.

It all worked brilliantly for me eventually as I started my own small business which became very successful and enabled me to take early retirement to spend the time with my wonderful DH and DD but I would never want to go through that summer ever again. The bullying to get me out was off the scale. ( However, I saw myself satisfied as 2 years later the company was taken over and my previous bullies all lost their jobs. 🤭)

I’ve had my share of horrible things happen that I never want to go through again (emergency caesarean, two week stay in hospital, cancer treatment, marriage breakdown) but to lighten the mood somewhat and only semi seriously I never want to accidentally tread of a pair of mating toads in the dark. I can still feel the sensation of it travelling up my leg when I think about it.

Sorry you had to endure that. Mine was nearly 24 years ago now but I still remember it so well, I had 3 lots of the gel and on the third I went from zero to extreme labour pains in about 5 mins. Dh had gone to the cafeteria and when he came back I was puffing on the gas and air like a madwoman and on examination about 1cm dilated 🤦‍♀️
To cut a very long story short I ended up with a c-section about 15 hours later at approx 11am!

I had a planned section for my 2nd. Was never going through that again.

That’s so awful. I remember seeing a friend getting beaten with a wooden clog and her reacting in the same kind of way. I mean this was the early 80s and people still smacked kids but hitting with an implement was shocking. I mentioned to my mum and she thought it was terrible but it was deemed acceptable in those days. The mum wasn’t even hiding it my friend was on the couch in the living room and it was all readily visible from the pavement outside of the house

sending so much love to all of you reading these stories is very sad.

Undoubtedly the death of my wife.
Not just the death itself but all that went with the progression from initial symptoms to diagnosis to treatments not working to the suffering she endured in the final month of her life. Add in trying to explain the death of their mother to our small children and you have a bad experience that no other comes even close to.

Mine is trivial compared to some of these but yesterday my back went as I reached forward for the remote while sat on the sofa. It was so bad I couldn't stand up straight and had to bear all my weight on my arms. I crawled on hands and knees around the house looking for pain relief before collapsing on the rug and weeping until the spasms stopped and the ibuprofen kicked in.

It's still agony but I can at least stand up and move around, albeit gingerly and slowly. Once its healed I'm starting yoga and weight training because I'm terrified of it happening outside with dc or the dogs.

Being told the headache I’d had ten years previously was actually a stroke …..it was recorded as a stroke at the time in hospital records but no communication was sent to my GP or to me. Total incompetence on the part of the Neurology department!

My lovely DH dying unexpectedly and the following year of sorting everything out. It’s been horrendous.

Some very sad stories here. 💐

For me, trigeminal neuralgia. There’s a reason it’s called The Suicide Disease. Never experienced pain like it.

I’m now in remission, 3 years, but it usually returns at some point.

New puppy + upset tummy + holiday home cream rugs.

Absolutely agree with this…….makes mine seems quite insignificant 😔

Telling my 5 and 7 year olds their daddy had died.
Watching my 37 year old DH die.
Getting DH’s surprise terminal diagnosis and spending the next 3.5 years with the pressure and pain of trying to make the most of a hideous time.
The 12+ hour wait during both DH’s surgeries.
Losing my older brother to cancer when I was 4.
Doing everything to try to help my DC but watching him fail all his exams and sink into depression.

My life’s been a barrel of laughs!!!

Having a child in NICU (or ICU) and no one being able to figure out what was wrong with them. It was terrifying.

Clinical depression

Oh also I just split some noodles in the gap between the oven and work surface and spent twenty minutes with a skewer getting them out 🤣🤣 don’t want to do that again!

I can’t post it I’ll get reported but SO many things.

The police waking me up in the early hours and the race against time to get to the hospital to see my mum die .

Hyperemisis gravidarum

Seeing my lovely, wonderful DH turn into a vile and abusive alcoholic in the space of about 2 months. And then the trauma of being escorted out by a deputy about 2 months later.

I will NEVER allow another man into my heart or into my life.