To ask about events in your life that have stayed with you and why?

[nosyfucker]

I’ve had a few experiences during my teenage years that have affected me (and still do) in my adult life.

I don’t talk about these things due to fear of being judged and sometimes wonder if there are people out there that have had similar experiences and how/if it still affects them like they do me.

I don’t want to divulge too much information on here but would be interesting to see if anyone comes forward with an experience I can relate too.

Feel free to share or not

Back in the 80s (so no mobile phones), I’d gone to see DP for the weekend, while I was there, he got a call during the day to go and see his aunt (who was like a third parent to him) as soon as he could, as she was very ill and unlikely to see out the day.

We’d only been together a few weeks, so I didn’t go with him and his parents, but I stayed in the house to wait. Late evening, I’d put a CD on and was dozing, when he got back; his aunt had died and he was devastated. The odd thing is that to this day, I can still remember the song that was playing as he came home; hearing it takes me straight back and still gives me the shivers.

@PavlovianLunge

It’s strange how we remember certain things at significant events in our lives. I remember the song that was playing when I got back in my car after being told that my baby’s heart had stopped beating. The lyrics stay with me ‘And I love him, I love him like I raised him. He calls me mama, little mama and I call him baby’. I just cried and cried.

What was the song that you had playing?

So many sad stories with happy outcomes. Thank you to everyone for sharing with me.

@NotMyCircusNotMyProblem You’ve certainly been through it. Hope you’re well now

Having a row about money with an abusive BF.

He pushed me back on to the bed, pinned me down and started cramming crumpled fivers into my mouth. I was choking and honestly thought I was going to die.

I bit his hand, hard (drew blood and it was very bruised). He moved out 2 weeks later.

Fast forward 30 years, and I was working with a client with severe MH issues and who'd had a very violent stepfather. For some reason, I had to look up something on his file and happened to spot the contact details for his mother. The violent stepfather was my ex, he'd fucked up 3 young kids with his abusive behaviour. It made my blood run cold, and I felt really sick.

This was in a small village 50 miles away from the London suburb where we'd both lived, so a pretty big coincidence. I'd also worked somewhere where a colleague was their NDN, and she used to tell me stories about the dreadful fights they had and whether she should contact social services.

Seeing my mum for the last time.

The call to tell me that my mum was dead.

One son restraining the other to stop him coming towards me and me dialling 999.

My son in the dock.

Walking around the local graveyard looking for my son. (He was found alive).

The beach where I spent every summer as a child.

The holiday town we visit every summer and the amazing times that we have there.

Very recent but will always be with me was Tuesday 3rd January 2017. The day I was told ds then aged 9 had a brain tumour. My whole world turned upside down.

Two days later he had a six hour brain surgery to remove it. He had stem cell retrieval, 31 sessions (six weeks and one day) of high dose radiotherapy, four cycles of high dose chemo with stem cell transplant after each cycle.

Surgery has left him with left sided weakness and unbalanced walking.

He is now 10 and we are now end of treatment and awaiting end of treatment MRI results. He is on a phased return to school. The future is scary.

@MuddlingThroughLife I can’t seem to find any words. I have a 10 year old and I can’t even begin to imagine how you’re feeling but you’re here and he’s here and you’re keeping on. I take my hat off to you and am sending you lots of good thoughts 😁

Thank you @nosyfucker.

to everyone!

Oh nosy, that just tears at your heart.

The song was In The Meadow by All About Eve. There’s a repeated line ‘it is dark’, and I’ve got goose pimples just thinking about it.