Aibu to ask u to tell me your most painful

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Moment , as in emotional , I actually feel like my heart may physically break is this normal ?

Oh God, yes. A real, physical pain in my chest when I split up (briefly) with my DP.

When my twin was rushed into hospital, i had known something was wrong. She died only two days later and I didn't feel a thing and then it just hit me. Genuinely felt like someone had hit me in the chest with a heavy rod of some kind, I couldn't breathe. It was a physical pain.
When I think about it or anything to do with her I still feel almost a bruising in the same place. Saying that I'm much better and am finally happy in my life

WhereDoesThisRoadGo - To be honest it sounds like he wasn't good enough for you rather than the other way around.

Hugs and to all who have felt like everything has fallen apart. With me it was when my dad died in an accident when I was still at school. I'm 45 now and life never really has been that great since.

"Im sorry T1 has stopped growing and there's no heartbeat, T2 is very small and the heartbeat is slow, come back in 10 days" I was heartbroken then in 10 days "the heartbeat is looking stronger we are hopeful, check again in 12 days" the ultimate most crushing pain I've ever felt "I'm sorry there's no heartbeat but they are together now"

Yesterday was the anniversary of my miscarriage. I felt like I would never get over it . It's been eight years and I had another child since . But I still think about that baby on that day and what could have been it's birthday. I cried every day for the next few months and thought I'd never not think about it every day . Have lost some close family members too and it hurts like hell

Hope you’re ok OP

When my beautiful DM passed away I actually felt like my heart had been ripped out and it really physically hurt, it still does.

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@Joffery

When I was told my unborn daughter "definitely" had renal cancer and it would spread before she was born and she would be lucky to make three months, but it was okay, because it wouldn't spread to her twin brother. *They were wrong - she had a deformed but functioning kidney, and she and her brother are now eleven, and healthy, but not a nice couple of months between that diagnosis via scan and further clarification when she was three weeks old.

When my mum died 2 years ago my heartbroke when the Dr told us I started hyperventilating and screaming. Then 3 weeks ago my partner of 12 years walked out and it broke all over again I think this time it's worse which sounds awful.

Seeing my son was already gone before they placed him in my arms.

The moment DH and I were told that there was no way we'd be able to have children without ICSI.

When I was raped and my best friends didn't believe me.

When I got told 'I'm sorry there's no heartbeat.'

My heart still hurts for the second, not so much for the first.

When my Dad died two years ago. I can't even explain the pain. I still have heart pains and it really feels like a part of me died when he did.

I hope you are ok.

When DH and I first started dating, I knew he was the one, he had a wobble and called things off. I remember ending the phone conversation with a calm goodbye then collapsing onto the kitchen floor. I had chest pains for weeks. Thought about him with tears every day for a further year before he realised his mistake and got back in touch. We are very happily married and talk often about how very lucky we've been to find each other again. I will never forget the shock and despair of losing him, the memory of that feeling makes me a bit shivery and sick.

I've had a couple I think.

The day my grandma died, she pretty much raised me. I remember getting the phone call which had my dad saying 'you need to sit down sweetheart...' and then my knees just gave way.

The day I left my ex husband because he said he couldn't marry me because it would upset his mother. Even though we had been together a long time and had three kids together.

The day I found text messages from another woman on DHs phone which meant he had cheated for definite.

Sitting at work with a few workmates chatting. Another woman joined us and it came up in conversation that she lived really close to my granny. I mentioned where my granny lived and this woman said "oh yes, I know her, she's dying of cancer". I had no idea. I don't know how to describe it, but her words were like a physical assault. The person I was closest to said afterwards that she knew I didn't know because she felt a "shockwave" coming from me when I heard it.

When I was pregnant with my eldest my mum died. Shortly after he was born my best friend died. I was in a different country for both deaths. My mum had a stroke, we made it to see her before she died. She recognised my husband but not me. My best friend had cancer, the diagnosis took so long there was nothing they could do for her. Over four months that year we moved, I lost my mum, had our much longed for child and my best friend died.
Years later my best friends daughter posted some family pictures on FB. In one of them the family were gathered around someone I didn't recognise in a wheelchair, a poor, wasted looking woman. I felt the same shock when I realised that poor, wasted, skin and bone person was my lovely best friend. I'm crying now remembering.

Every time I realise my dad isn't here to share something momentous.

He died when I was 11. He was 47 and it was completely out of the blue.

He didn't get to walk me down the aisle.

He wont get to see his grandchildren grow up.

He'll miss his eldest sons wedding.

He's missed so much!! And it's not fucking fair!!

And the thought of my lovely mum being alone for all these years (though she has me and my 2 brothers and 2 wonderful grandchildren who adore her). It just breaks my heart that she lost the love of her life when she was so young, 5 days before her birthday as well... in the same month that she lost her mum (the year my eldest brother was born, so when my mum was 30) and her dad (4 years prior to my dad dying) - February is NOT a good month for my family (my paternal grandmother also passed away 11 years and 1 day after my dad!)

I miss him so much

finding a makeshift noose in my 11yo bedroom absolutely floored me.

Hearing my 20yo crying in her room (probably saved her life) after taking an overdose. Then again the pain on finding the notes she had written saying goodbye took all my breath away and the pain was unbearable

It was when my mum was told that she didn't have gallstones, like her GP kept telling her. She had pancreatic cancer which had metastasised to her lungs, liver and bones, and there was nothing they could do.

The actual meeting wasn't the painful bit, oddly. But afterwards I went out into the hospital grounds and sat and looked at some daffodils - it was late March. And I realised that next time the daffodils were blooming, my mum would be dead.

The phone call I had at work that a very close relative had collapsed and was getting cpr. I'd actually had cbt to combat my anxiety over phone calls like this at work (it was a completely irrational fear at the time not anymore). I absolutely believed 100% they'd make it through so walking into the hospital being walked to the relatives room and been told he hadn't made it absolutely killed my heart as I didn't think in any possible way that that could happen. Over a year later and it still floors me that they died. I still can't quite comprehend it. It's an awful feeling

Hearing that my parents were both terminally ill and the day my ex husband told me out of the blue that he no longer loved me and was leaving me for someone else. I still feel the pain as a raw stabbing through my heart.

Finding out I'd lost a baby at 12 weeks.

Receiving a call from a consultant telling me to come in immediately because it was a molar pregnancy.

The weekly dread of urine and blood tests for a year

Saying 'I love you' to my dad as his ambulance left after a massive aortic aneurysm.

We can, and do, survive enormous pain. It bends us, moulds us, prepares us, makes us grow, hurts us but ultimately we endure. We are stronger than we ever think.

A very dear friend of mine died suddenly. I remember driving home after hearing the news and felt like I couldn't breathe. Got home and lay on the kitchen floor. I hope I never experience that pain again. Hugs to all

The phone call telling me that my lovely Nan had died, I was getting ready to go and see her and was not expecting that phone call. The worst feeling of my life and the pain is still there, almost a year later.
I would do anything to hug her one last time.

Knowing in June when my mum rang me on a Monday afternoon that something was wrong and she told me that my uncle who was like another brother, had taken his own life. My heart breaks everyday and more so when I think of his wife and kids. I can't let myself think of where he was at in his head because it hurts too much.

But nonetheless love ❤️ is worth it. Don't fear it. Even though it is so terrible and wonderful. And short. Never long enough.

This really resonated with me from a PP. It's never long enough.

Thinking of everyone on this thread.

I won't write about my most painful moment because it is still too painful.
Other than that, my first relationship breakup, where I thought I would die or fall apart. I remember being on a flight home and just crying and people next to me asking whether I was ok and me just nodding because of course I wasn't ok but there was nothing they could do.