What is the hardest thing you've ever had to do or you've ever done?

[Times Roman]

...my crap is all over this BB, but i'm wondering what some of the worst crap you've had to go through?

I just emailed my woman, and suddenly tears streamed down my face.

...then again, it probably had nothing to do with the smuggled bourbon i've been drinking?

[warchild]

enlighten us buddy

[Times Roman]

mate, my tears were from a combination of drinking smuggled bourbon and missing my family from 10,000+ miles away since a recent move. Enlightened enough? Not to sound sarcastic, but i would like to hear from some others their previos struggles to know that they got through it ok. that's all.

[Times Roman]

and i;m fairly lit, so if that sounded off, my apologies, ok?

[JohnnyVegas]

Admitting my first marriage was over was tough. Putting my old cat down, also tough. And sticking a 1.5" needle into my body for the first time...almost impossible.

Good luck over there. Stay safe.

[paulzane]

Having to tell my wife that she would be registered blind and had no hope of getting her sight back wasn't particularly easy!

[BgMc31]

Leaving my daughter, fresh out high school, so I could go to college on a football scholarship. Putting two of my dogs down. Telling me father his uncle (the man that raised him) had died. Hearing the news that I will probably will develop a dibilitating brain disease by the time I'm 55 because of multiple concussions and having to tell me family...

[warchild]

so i take it you took the job far away? no apology needed

[Hunter]

Burying my twin brother father and sister.

Accepting the fact I would not be able to continue to wrestle in college.

Putting dogs down or horses.

[dec11]

having to lift my 1st dalmatian dog off the road, some cvnt tore wire off my gate and let him out and he got run over, he died in my arms.

[D3m3nt3d]

Well obviously losing my wife and family this year was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Also, burying my best friend in 2003 who was killed in a car accident. The two hardest things in my life.

[JohnnyVegas]

Reading these posts makes me realize that death hasn't hit me hard. Despite being in my 40s I haven't had people close to me pass.

[DSM4Life]

Losing a brother. After that there is nothing in the world that can hurt me as much. Taking the positive from that and not letting petty things bother me anymore.

[Kawigirl]

Losing a brother. After that there is nothing in the world that can hurt me as much. Taking the positive from that and not letting petty things bother me anymore.

Unfortunately...its when someone in your immediate family passes on when you truely can overcome pretty much any crap life throws at you!

xox DSM...and everyone else here as well!

[DSM4Life]

Unfortunately...its when someone in your immediate family passes on when you truely can overcome pretty much any crap life throws at you!

xox DSM...and everyone else here as well!

I 100% agree. I remember a very close friend of mine who told me shortly after his passing "Just take the positive from it." I was almost mad when he first said it but he was right. I have and i pass it on to others.

Thanks for the kind words.

[Bojangles69]

Well thats pretty easy. When I was thrown in prison from college with a serious opiate/speed habit and was left to withdrawl for 3 weeks around some scary criminals 3 times my size who didn't take to weakness well.
While I'm in lock down withdrawing I made a phone call home (you get 5 mins a day on the phone) just to find out my best friend died, using drugs I had gave to him.
It was by far the most emotional time of my life. I tried killing myself in a very odd way by running then smashing my head into a steel/cement wall in my cell. It only gave me a concusion and a trip to the enfirmary. But it was literally a streak of horrible luck that stripped me away of every bit of spirit I had to live anymore. I later got jumped because I was snappy and withdrawing and couldn't tolerate other inmates well. Got fvcked up pretty badly and once again wound up in the prison enfirmary.
Then a month later I found out my lawyer had lied to me, and I wouldn't be doing only 3 months getting release on a special program called ISP. My 7 year sentence was basically reenstated, and I had noone and nothing at all left in the world. My family was hours away and couldn't help me or do my time for me. My friends were all in college partying and writing letters about the girls they were meeting. I think at that time in my life I took it as god playing a trick on me. And at one of the weakest times in my life, I became very angry at god and angry at the world. I stayed like that behind the walls for a good year, and realized it wasn't doing anything but causing more trouble.
Eventually I met a man (muslim man) who became my bunkie and looked after me like a father. For no other reason than his wife being italian, and me being italian, and he told me he like italian culture a lot. And he also believe I was a real smart kid who just wound up in an awful spot in life. I thank the guy almost everyday of my life (in my head) for being alive today. He taught me was the word "strong" actually means, and I soon found out he was in for a murder that his best friend commited. He even wrote a book about why he took the wrap for his friend (3 strike law really), and did 12 years for a crime he literally had nothing to do with.
A lot of inmates told me stories like that but, but a lot of inmates were shady as shit and this guy was not.
He was also smaller than I was which was the funny part, and I saw this guy take on a 6' 4" 260lb black guy for stealing sugar from my locker. I couldn't believe not only that someone would do that for me, but somebody that small could literally scare the living shit out of anyone. He was just a crazy fvck but smarter than anyone I've ever really known my whole life. And I started to model his strength in prison and till this day (like 9 years later) I still keep in touch.

Its hard to say what "saved me" but a lot of times I think if he never came along I wouldn't have ever made it through that situation. I was too young and too broken. And it was literally his untouchable strength and wisdom that helped me. When your in an environment like that even just a couple years the outside world fails to exist in your mind anymore. Even though you have a family that loves you because you never see them its too easy to tell yourself they're not real anymore.
I've seen this happen in other peoples lives where they were going through some really hard shit and a kind person came into their life and made the decision to care for them and help them through. Thats why no matter how small something might be that someones going through, you really have no idea what that situation means to that person or how it might be breaking them down. Humans are taught to hide pain in this world to appear strong, but I think ideally we really need to pay attention to those around us. Nothing really helps someone as much as someone genuinely taking an interest in their lives. You don't even need the solutions as much as you need to just listen and accept them, problems and all. And this is the main reason I got into psychology when I got through that part of my life, I was mystified by the strength of human connection in its ability to make someone feel better.

[dec11]

Well thats pretty easy. When I was thrown in prison from college with a serious opiate/speed habit and was left to withdrawl for 3 weeks around some scary criminals 3 times my size who didn't take to weakness well.
While I'm in lock down withdrawing I made a phone call home (you get 5 mins a day on the phone) just to find out my best friend died, using drugs I had gave to him.
It was by far the most emotional time of my life. I tried killing myself in a very odd way by running then smashing my head into a steel/cement wall in my cell. It only gave me a concusion and a trip to the enfirmary. But it was literally a streak of horrible luck that stripped me away of every bit of spirit I had to live anymore. I later got jumped because I was snappy and withdrawing and couldn't tolerate other inmates well. Got fvcked up pretty badly and once again wound up in the prison enfirmary.
Then a month later I found out my lawyer had lied to me, and I wouldn't be doing only 3 months getting release on a special program called ISP. My 7 year sentence was basically reenstated, and I had noone and nothing at all left in the world. My family was hours away and couldn't help me or do my time for me. My friends were all in college partying and writing letters about the girls they were meeting. I think at that time in my life I took it as god playing a trick on me. And at one of the weakest times in my life, I became very angry at god and angry at the world. I stayed like that behind the walls for a good year, and realized it wasn't doing anything but causing more trouble.
Eventually I met a man (muslim man) who became my bunkie and looked after me like a father. For no other reason than his wife being italian, and me being italian, and he told me he like italian culture a lot. And he also believe I was a real smart kid who just wound up in an awful spot in life. I thank the guy almost everyday of my life (in my head) for being alive today. He taught me was the word "strong" actually means, and I soon found out he was in for a murder that his best friend commited. He even wrote a book about why he took the wrap for his friend (3 strike law really), and did 12 years for a crime he literally had nothing to do with.
A lot of inmates told me stories like that but, but a lot of inmates were shady as shit and this guy was not.
He was also smaller than I was which was the funny part, and I saw this guy take on a 6' 4" 260lb black guy for stealing sugar from my locker. I couldn't believe not only that someone would do that for me, but somebody that small could literally scare the living shit out of anyone. He was just a crazy fvck but smarter than anyone I've ever really known my whole life. And I started to model his strength in prison and till this day (like 9 years later) I still keep in touch.

Its hard to say what "saved me" but a lot of times I think if he never came along I wouldn't have ever made it through that situation. I was too young and too broken. And it was literally his untouchable strength and wisdom that helped me. When your in an environment like that even just a couple years the outside world fails to exist in your mind anymore. Even though you have a family that loves you because you never see them its too easy to tell yourself they're not real anymore.
I've seen this happen in other peoples lives where they were going through some really hard shit and a kind person came into their life and made the decision to care for them and help them through. Thats why no matter how small something might be that someones going through, you really have no idea what that situation means to that person or how it might be breaking them down. Humans are taught to hide pain in this world to appear strong, but I think ideally we really need to pay attention to those around us. Nothing really helps someone as much as someone genuinely taking an interest in their lives. You don't even need the solutions as much as you need to just listen and accept them, problems and all. And this is the main reason I got into psychology when I got through that part of my life, I was mystified by the strength of human connection in its ability to make someone feel better.

huh? last week you were a vet

[MACHINE5150]

I PM'ed you cause i would rather not discuss this in public

[Bryan2]

Car accident in 03, year outta high school. Had to be revived, couldnt walk for a year.
Numerous long term health issues; cant feel left side of my face for the rest of my life, walk with a limp at times, and lost part of a lung.
Lost all my friends to severe depression and stuck with over 200 grand in debt.

I still struggle with depression at times although it continually changes the way its manifested. I learned the meaning of life during all of this. Yet I cant seem to hold onto that thought for long enough to put it into use.

[dec11]

Car accident in 03, year outta high school. Had to be revived, couldnt walk for a year.
Numerous long term health issues; cant feel left side of my face for the rest of my life, walk with a limp at times, and lost part of a lung.
Lost all my friends to severe depression and stuck with over 200 grand in debt.

I still struggle with depression at times although it continually changes the way its manifested. I learned the meaning of life during all of this. Yet I cant seem to hold onto that thought for long enough to put it into use.

i also had depression setting in after a bad car accident, id actually dream about the impact over and over, took a long time to pull out of it

[Times Roman]

I PM'ed you cause i would rather not discuss this in public

i read it mate. almost like a lose lose situation, but i would have done the same... thanks for sharing

[Times Roman]

well, i can see that my situation could be a lot worse....

thanks everybody! =)

[bulldawg_28]

Had to have my cat (had him since I was 6) put to sleep when I was 21. Had to have my first dog put to sleep at 20 (had her since I was 8).

Seeing my mom cry in front of me numerous times, telling me how unhappy she is. Seeing my dad drown himself in alcohol and him telling me how unhappy he is.

A week before my 25 bday there's a knock at my door at 11 at night. A cop is there and says that she is responding to a suicide call. I run up to my sisters room and see her stumbling around and and crying. I grab a hold of her and yelled "what did you take". I grab all her medications line them up and ask her which ones did she OD on. She wouldn't talk to me, but she talked to the female cop and the paramedics that arrived shortly after. An ambulance takes her to a nearby hospital. When it was my turn to go in the back to see her my eyes filled with tears and I could barely choke out "are you okay, I Love you." I stood by her side and held her hand. That morning I came home and went into her room and read her the note she left us. I love you mom, dad, and Matt. Don't blame yourself. I just want to move on.

She's fine now. She's going to counseling and is on anti-depressants as well as a anti-anxiety med. She has a much better attitude about life. I hope it lasts.

[Times Roman]

this is going to seem week, but when i joined the military, i had just turned 17. Saying goodbye was very difficult, not only to my folks, but also my girlfriend.... we had a good relationship and i definately loved her as best as a 17 year old kid is able. here is the funny part.... the recruiter picked me up, and i was with him, and then he realized he screwed up the paperwork and said i wouldn't be able to leave that day, and that he will pick me up the next day. So I go home, surprising everybody since they thought I was gone. I say goodbye to everyone, do the boo hoos, very painful. Recruiter picks me up the next day, and again he realized the paper work is still screwed up. Tells me again he will pick me up the very next day, and returns me home. Surprising everybody again. So I say goodbye to everyone again that night. Well, this goes on five times!!!!!! What an emotional rollercoaster. Saying goodbye 1 time is difficult, but 5 times????

[dec11]

Had to have my cat (had him since I was 6) put to sleep when I was 21. Had to have my first dog put to sleep at 20 (had her since I was 8).

Seeing my mom cry in front of me numerous times, telling me how unhappy she is. Seeing my dad drown himself in alcohol and him telling me how unhappy he is.

A week before my 25 bday there's a knock at my door at 11 at night. A cop is there and says that she is responding to a suicide call. I run up to my sisters room and see her stumbling around and and crying. I grab a hold of her and yelled "what did you take". I grab all her medications line them up and ask her which ones did she OD on. She wouldn't talk to me, but she talked to the female cop and the paramedics that arrived shortly after. An ambulance takes her to a nearby hospital. When it was my turn to go in the back to see her my eyes filled with tears and I could barely choke out "are you okay, I Love you." I stood by her side and held her hand. That morning I came home and went into her room and read her the note she left us. I love you mom, dad, and Matt. Don't blame yourself. I just want to move on.

She's fine now. She's going to counseling and is on anti-depressants as well as a anti-anxiety med. She has a much better attitude about life. I hope it lasts.

great to hear.
one of my best friends walked into his garage to find his brother hanging, cant imagine how tht affected him.

[Times Roman]

a close woman friend of mine had a bf 18 months ago hang himself in the garage. inside the house were two kids both young.... what a mind fvck that must have been? she was devastated!

[Friend]

The hardest thing i have had to do is come to terms with the fact that The Hills is over. I'm still finding it hard to deal with

[Tigershark]

Bury my father. He died of a heart attack at 52. Way too young.

[bjpennnn]

I am not going to go into my story but for everyone, what doesnt kill you makes your stronger.
god bless

[bulldawg_28]

great to hear.
one of my best friends walked into his garage to find his brother hanging, cant imagine how tht affected him.

Good Lord! I hope he's doing ok. I can't imagine how that would have affected your friend.

[Times Roman]

bourbon cures all ills

[paulzane]

bourbon cures all ills

Only for a couple of days!

[SlimJoe]

There is quite a lot of hard things ive had to do in my life