What has been the lowest point of your life?

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Could be anything - money, job, relationships

I'm feeling low about the way my life has gone since the coronavirus. Job will be over end of September and i'm worried about money and competition to find another job with the recession.

Also positive stories about how you overcame it would be uplifting!

Sorry but got to be my mum dying nothing trumps that (hopefully nothing will)

Leaving my first marriage and facing the vitriol and hatred from my ex husband over it. I’ve not over come it - it’s been 12 years and he still hates me and will use anything including our son to get at me, even though he’s since remarried. My life has been one shit show after another since I left.

I've had some really difficult times in the last 6 years. My mum dying was very hard she was diagnosed with cancer and died 4 months later.

leaving my husband was hard. I had nowhere to go and felt completely alone. And he has been really horrible to me since then. He'd send me long ranting messages and would use anything to have a go at me and say things about me which weren't true.

However weirdly the worse time in my life was when I was 18 and my family moved countries and I lost my faith in God. That was worse in a way because I couldn't see the point in life.

But I think what helped me was thinking about what changes I could make to try and make life better. Even if they were small changes.

In a horrible suffocating marriage , depression, calling Samaritans as I was so lonely, though surrounded by people. Feeling so trapped and not being able to put my finger on why I was so unhappy. Stayed with him a few more years but it wasn't happy (though people outside were shocked when we split as they thought we were the golden couple) . My independence was the best thing ever. Found 'me'. Relived a lost 20s in my 30s (clubbing, dancing, festivals). Career took off, moved to London with fabulous new man. Had 2 beautiful kids with the love of my life. Now planning for early retirement and enjoying the chaos and mania that comes with 2 semi adult kids still at home. The last 20 years has flown by, in stark contrast to the unhappier times that seemed to be endless.

Things will get better and a path will become obvious to you. Keep the faith and enjoy the little things.

I've just heard 'the only way is up' by Yazz on the radio. Written when she was homeless and on her uppers. Just look at the video of her on Top Of The Pops to see how life can turn around for the better.

Having my heart broken into pieces for the first time when I was about 22, causing me to give up my first and only seasonal job abroad and return home to my parents (5 years after I'd left) broke, unemployed and in absolute bits. Lowest point exactly was drinking wine and sobbing while watching Jeremy Kyle at 10 in the morning.

Turned it around when I was contacted and offered a job back in the place I'd been living beforehand, where all my friends still were.

Almost 30 years ago, pregnant, homeless and surfing friends sofas. I was only 15 but my parents had thrown me out-I ended up in a hostel for mother’s and babies. I was even thrown out of school. My dd’s father would have nothing to do with me, he would cross to the other side of the road when he saw me. There are other awful events from that year but I’d be writing a novel if I tried to remember them all.

When I think back now, I still can’t really come to terms with the events of that horrible year.
I met my DH just after dd was born and since then things have got better and better and I now have a truly wonderful life.

If I am being honest OP I was bereaved last year and I hope and pray nothing could be as bad!

But more relevant to you - I didn't do so well in my degree due to illness and graduated just as the last recession was hitting. Made about 100 applications for a job and one paid off-was also fortunate enough to get a place on a part-time masters degree and worked my socks off, which - many applications later - eventually led to a graduate post at the end of it (not with a fancy company mind and I didn't earn a great deal at first but one that was willing to look past my first degree results and who was prepared to invest in me). Ten years on and I am still very grateful to them.

I'm sorry to hear about your upcoming job issues - I presume you are looking now? I really do hope that you have some luck in finding something - it does feel overwhelming, but I hope you have the fortune to land something suitable soon. A friend was made redundant recently and they managed to find something fairly quickly, so hopefully some places are still recruiting. All the best to you

Maybe when my dad died or my 1st marriage broke down. Currently now is a strong contender, my fiancé has announced he think we should stop trying to conceive. We have been trying for a couple of years, lm older than him so it’s literally my last chance. The whole thing has been more taxing and invasive for me -IVF, fertility drugs that didn’t work but gave me cysts etc etc

My second miscarriage. Everyone expects you to be over it after a few weeks so I stopped talking about it. I was so low and felt so alone. We took a break from ttc for about a year and then my sister announced she was pregnant. I ended up breaking down and finely telling my husband how depressed I was. Talking about it helped me get strong enough to try again and I got pregnant with my ds shortly after.

Bailiffs at the door about 20 years. Overcame that by selling house, divorcing etc etc. Managed fine on my own with children with little support then met new partner and now very happy .

The last 3 and half years by far. Just recover from one thing then another thing happens, or it all comes together. Only good thing my youngest being born, and son finally being awarded a place at an autism college.

Life wasn't a breeze prior but, was less shit and the problems spread out a bit

DS being diagnosed with a brain tumour

@frustrationcentral . Mine was also my daughter’s cancer diagnosis (came when I was just starting to recover from an episode of depression)

Things won't be shit forever. Sorry you're having a hard time

I bought a flat and adopted a kitten with my ex two years ago, not even two weeks after we moved in I found out he'd cheated on me. I flung him out and was left living alone when I'd never wanted to before. I couldn't even move home because my parents had downsized when I decided to move because they thought that was me settled. I felt so lonely and frightened, I hated my job and I just wanted to go home to my mum and dad.

That was two years ago last week and now I'm still living happily in my flat with my cat. I've decorated it over time so it's just my taste and I've made some lovely memories here. I've come to like living alone and have found my independence! I'm also in a job which I like a lot more, it's not a high flying career but
I'm content enough. I've also been in the most loving and healthy relationship since January. When I think back on when I first found out about the cheating I struggle to believe it was only two years ago because my life and happiness have both improved so much.

I remember thinking I would never be happy but I genuinely am and you will be happy again too!!

Pregnant. Lying on the floor curled up sobbing in the middle of the worst mental health breakdown I had ever had, wishing for death but scared I would actually die.

I was referred to a psychiatrist, finally got the care I needed and six years later, whilst I am now divorced and a singe parent, I am well medicated and resilient in a way I never have been before. I have a job where I am wfh. I have my wonderful son and my two dogs.

You would think it would be my lovely dh dying in his 40s with one child at primary school and one at secondary, but nothing will be as awful as growing up with my nightmare mother. At least once i met my dh i had a lovely family and even after he died i still have lovely kids. I appreciate living in a harmonious family so much after growing up in such a dysfunctional one

Suffering from ptsd, Suffering from horrendous flashbacks, unable to function. I had my suicide planned out, method, location -everything. Luckily I got help and I now see that low point In a more positive way as being the turning point in my life and I now feel like I’ve found the true meaning and purpose of my life, I’ve never been more content.

I'm living it right now thanks to covid. My life is absolutely pointless at the moment. Seriously worried about the state of my mental health.

Sitting beside DD1 in hospital when she was 15 and her life was in danger. I remember one night in particular when her heart monitor kept going off. I recall being tormented thinking if she died I’d want to go too, but then thinking about my 2 younger children at home and knowing they needed me. I was tormented, but had to keep composed for her sake (she was conscious, just very poorly) and because decisions were being made about her care. DH was at home with the other children. That night was the lowest of my life, but her whole illness was a lengthy one and I have been marked forever by the experience.

Before DD1 got sick the lowest period of my life had been when I suffered a succession of miscarriages (I’ve had 6 in total, but 4 were in fairly quick succession).

DD1 is much better now (aged 19) and after my last miscarriage I went on to have DS (now 9). So my narrative has an upturn. But I’m aware that not everyone has a happy resolution.

What I am about to say is a bit trite really. But it works for me. I try to take responsibility for the things that affect me and bring about positive change where I can. To really do my best. Not be a passive observer in my own life. And then the stuff I can’t alter - every day I strive for peace to accept that what is as it is. The trick I think is knowing the difference between the things we can change and the things we cannot alter; knowing where to invest our energies and where to just learn to try to achieve acceptance. I invested a huge amount of energy in achieving the best outcome for my daughter, but as regards my own lost pregnancies all I could do was learn to live alongside the hurt.

The challenges you are facing OP are certainly things you can take ownership of. Acknowledge the sadness, but don’t wallow in it (I’m not suggesting you are wallowing in it) then strive every day to effect a change. Good luck.

In my 20s I developed anxiety depression and anorexia.Lowest point I weighed 6 stone something. such a bleak time nothing improved for many months and when I was hospitalized near Xmas my parents were told my organs could fail.Some kind of breakdown.Fast forward to 2013 my dad stage 4 cancer returned df was diagnosed with late stage inoperable cancer too so both on chemo together then DH had a major heart attack and needed stents.
Trying to work and juggle 2 teenagers while worrying about all my nearest and dearest was hard.
On a positive note everything else seems easy in comparison.Oh and we have been on a very low income too so I can cope on a low budget.😀

Going through Cancer treatment. It was so brutal I remember thinking one day that I felt like I might be dying, then thinking that if I did die right then and there that i wouldn't even mind. It was the roughest time ever. But I didn't die, I got through it and am now 10 years cancer free.

Sending 💐 to pp’s.
Mine was 3 & a half years ago when DH was going to leave ( only temporarily but that was bad enough). The previous few years had been hell & when I look back, I don’t know why I didn’t leave him. Some days I could barely function. I remember dropping DD at school one day & absolutely sobbing all over one of the TAs, who was brilliant. I will never forget how kind she was. DH didn’t leave in the end & things started to improve from then, although we still get fallout with DD from that time & I sometimes feel that I need a bit more counselling to deal with my feelings.

It's really weird, as my mum died really suddenly at Christmas time when I was in my late twenties. That was obviously awful. Really awful and traumatic, but I came through it with support from my siblings, dad and husband etc.

Some of my lowest moments have involved living in new cities with very little support, especially since having dcs. Obviously, nowhere near as traumatic as my mum dying, but yes, really low and depressing.

I'm clawing my way out of that now, and relying less on support from other people. That in itself sounds quite sad, but it actually doesn't feel it. I have plans to become as independent as humanly possible, so I don't feel like that again.

My heart goes out to everyone on here💐

Losing my beloved dad when he was just 61.

The breakdown of my 15 yr marriage. My children were only 4 and 6 yrs old. I had to move in with my mother. Our relationship is a tightrope at best. I had no money and began working as a sex line operator. My mother discovered what I was doing and shamed me so hard.

A year later I met my dh. I became pregnant with my third child. We were married when our daughter was 9mos old.