What was the lowest point in your life???

[missmilf25]

Originally Posted by Sparrow

...life's been shit, but i still rock...

i you so hard. (((SUPERGINORMOUSHUGSANDKISSES)))

[Sparrow]

Originally Posted by missmilf25

i you so hard. (((SUPERGINORMOUSHUGSANDKISSES)))

Know what, YOU rock. You've been through some X-level bullshit and you still have this great attitude and drive. I applaud you and what you're doing to make your shit work. Brava! Don't ever stop.

[campy]

~2005 - beaten up and raped during a home invasion while my kids were in the house
~2007 - my 6 1/2 week old daughter died in intensive care
~2010 - my husband walked out on me & three kids which was bad enough but then he stuck me with 2 months worth of unpaid mortgage payments and every utility bill on disconnect without telling me, resulting in my currently having 3 jobs while playing mommy and daddy to three kids


OMG

If I haven't said it before, missmilf, I respect and admire you. After reading this I am in awe of your incredible strength....your kids are so damn lucky to have you.

[hellbent]

Originally Posted by campy

Ahhe, 28 is old enough to get over it no?? Jeezus...my heart breaks when I hear these stories because I can't understand why people give up on themselves so easily. Did she think that no other guy w/could love her or her love him back?
So pointless.(

Sam was an artist, she was sort of moody. My point is that all it takes was an impulse, drink the developing fluid (which is like drano) one moment of weakness and it was all over. if she never met this guy, or didnt act rashly she'd be around today.

sorry to hear about your misscarraige, those are rough.

[Rhian]

Originally Posted by campy

The lowest point was my second miscarriage because it was my second pregnancy and I thought I might not be able to have children. That forced me to reevaluate what I thought my life was suppose to be. What would I be now if I wasn't going to be a mother?

It all worked but in the end but I was very hard on myself during that point....very :-(

I understand that. I miscarried the second time, on the job. Luckily there was a clinic in the building, but still on my own and my manager gave me shit for 'leaving'. No the store wasn't unattended, but SHE was so horrible. I went back, and luckily I was able to drive myself home but she also refused to acknowledge the doctor's note saying no lifting. (Wine store) So everyone on her staff, including me quit on the spot. She was left with no staff at all.

The other worst part I have had was during when I owned the studio. I must have been starting to get really sick and I didn't know what was happening. I wouldn't be able to get down the stairs and I spent alot of nights after the kids left just crying and crying. That whole experience (with alot more involved that I'm not posting) was horrible.

[guitarrob]

I read all of these and my low point just seems so silly in comparison to yours, but i'll post it anyhow.

When I was 15, I was being a shithead kid (skipping school, sneaking cigarettes, etc) and my dad (who divorced my birth mom when I was 5 and was raising 3 kids on his own) finally had enough. He and I had a huge fight, and I moved into my birth mother's house. I thought the grass would be greener on the other side, but it wasn't. I completely lost contact with the only side of the family that gave a fuck about me and was put in the home of an alcoholic 40-something who was living the life of a 20 year old who was never home, and when she was, she only pretended to give a fuck. I started smoking cigs heavily, dabbling with weed, having promiscuis sex and drinking until I blacked out, and birth mom never noticed. I fell into a deep depression and planned a suicide, complete with note and all. Pussed out and kept on with the risky behavior. Towards the end of my first year of college, I was run dry, had no idea what the fuck to do. I finally made contact with my dad and we reconciled, thus moving out of birth mothers house back in with my dad and stepmom (whom I call Mom). It was only up until a few years ago that I finally made amends with the rest of my dad's side of the family, and have been on the outs with my birth mother ever since. Then a year ago, my grandfather, the wisest, most genuine person I knew passed away from cancer, which spiraled me back into depression.

I continue to struggle with my depression, strong feelings of inadequacy, and "mommy issues" daily. I feel like I'm constantly being judged, I have some sort of sick need to be liked by people (especially in this community), even though people have said otherwise I feel like every song a write is god-awful, and my mommy issues affect my relationships with women. I feel like a basket case half the time, but I try to stay positive because things do get better. I just wish they would already.

I probably left stuff out, but it's still tough looking back at all the stupid shit I've done.

[ElleJ]

I just wanna hug every one of you, and applaud you for being so strong. Hearts and hugs!

[freeloader1]

My mom tried to commit suicide three times, and I haven't gotten over it yet. Somehow I am still in college and working through my degree but it has been really hard and I feel like just giving up school and trying to help her, but I know that in the long run that wouldn't be a good idea. Also she was a single mom and I have been supporting her since she tried to kill herself and don't know if I can continue to do this, I just don't know what to do.