kimrachell said:

RenHoek said:

In '99 I married and moved with my wife back to Cali witht he promise of a comfortable future running the family business...

Thanks to the total BULLSHIT that is family politics that all turned to dust and I haven't seen or spoken to my parents in over a year now...

We're constantly broke, my kids may never see their extended family again, we're unable to travel to Germany where the other (better) half of our family lives and the strain it's put on my marriage has been unbearable at times.

Now if that's not bad enough I also miss my Dad more than anything in this world and I worry day in and day out that I'll never see him again...

so sorry kevin, i hope everything will get worked out. i know what it's like to have these kinds of problems with family members.

I deal with it one day at a time...

thanks for the

"supporting" a girlfriend thru an abortion

that I didn't want her to have

addiction and self destructive behavior

losing my great grandmother

Coming Out.

being married.....im a superstar for christsakes....

the last split and the collateral damage it left...

probably from a physical point of view my two major surgeries.

I've had some pitfalls, but I have made it through pretty much unscathed. I've lost love, jobs, a breast, a thyroid, and a father. Those were the most traumatic events in my life, but I'm thankful for what I have now.

Shyra said:

I've had some pitfalls, but I have made it through pretty much unscathed. I've lost love, jobs, a breast, a thyroid, and a father. Those were the most traumatic events in my life, but I'm thankful for what I have now.

I love you guys! Each and everyone of you!! Life is so hard sometimes and its nice to have a place to come to where we can all share its ups and downs... Sometimes IRL it makes people uncomfortable to talk about stuff, but here, we can get it all out there!!

Some of you have been thru some really hard stuff... Just know I will always be in your corner!!

This is for each and everyone of you!!!

I've typed and erased more than once since yesterday.

I couldn't decide between finding out I couldn't have children, and realizing that at 43 my life isn't the way I thought it'd be...

Both have been very hard for me.

loneliness and depression at different times.

But damn, reading many of these reminds me that I've got nothing to complain about.

i couldn't really say. maybe, watching dad die of pancreatic cancer..

chocolate1 said:

I've typed and erased more than once since yesterday.

I couldn't decide between finding out I couldn't have children, and realizing that at 43 my life isn't the way I thought it'd be...

Both have been very hard for me.

keeping some random due from constantly talking in my ear. My mother ignoring most of my life while i was growing up and watching a brother enjoy every perk.

Loosing my mother to a 6 week coma at 17. Fighting for and loosing my dad 30 years later while his ignorant bitch of a wife never knew.

Going through mental changes that separated me from one of my children!

Going through mental changes that left my past life a mere memory. Its sorta like prison.

Living and getting beat up in a world i truly try to but dont understand.

oh yeah, i had almost forgotten about the beaten, raped repeatedly and left for dead issue...

Lawd, Im glad i could unload, but i feel like crap ...

[Edited 10/18/10 20:32pm]

The private stuff that I don't tell anybody about. But a for everybody else, anyway.

My marriage....

Brutal....

I'm very fortunate that I still have my parents and haven't really had any major traumatic event in my life.

However, back in 2001 my daughter (age 18 mos. at the time) developed a grapefruit-sized lump on the side of her neck overnight.

We went through one of those horrific emergency hospitalization stays where no one tells you anything and you're sitting around fretting while your baby is getting poked and prodded with needles.

After a WEEK, she was diagnosed with lymphagioma (cystic hygroma). It's a malformation of the lymph nodes that can cause them to become filled with lymphatic fluid. The severe cases result in babies being born with large lumps on the neck, tongue or armpits. Sometimes death can result from a bocked airway. Most of the time surgery is required.

It was a horrible, horrible experience to go through, made worse by the fact that at the time we had to consider either surgery (which would have caused partial paralysis of the face) or selling all of our wordly possessions to fly her to Japan for an experimental treatment not approved in the USA (and which NYU did not qualify her for a test subject here).

FORTUNATELY, she is a "miracle baby" because the infection that caused the inflamation of the lymphagioma to swell actually resulted in the breakdown of the mass (basically the body did naturally what the procedure in Japan did). Her lump broke down to the size of a walnut. Then about a year later she came down with another infection that caused it to swell and consequently reduce in size again. Now she has a small "welt" the size of a dime behind her ear that's some sort of scar from the whole thing.

So there you have it. In the end, all is good with the world (she occassionally goes to the doctor for check-ups but is beautiful & healthy otherwise) but let me tell you that at the time it was HELL ON EARTH.

Mach said:

tinaz said:

Ok, This is the org so let me first start out by saying im not talking about your dicks!! Sorry to disappoint!!

What has been the hardest thing you have had to get through or experienced in your life up to this point?

I thought mine would of been my dad passing away last year but having my son in Afghanistan and not knowing everyday that he ok is eating me up!! I just cant be happy, everything seems pointless and I know thats crazy! Im still angry, but at who or what i have no idea! Its very hard...

Husband's cancer

Mom's 8 yrs thus far Alzheimers

[Edited 10/17/10 16:12pm]

PurpleJedi said:

I'm very fortunate that I still have my parents and haven't really had any major traumatic event in my life.

However, back in 2001 my daughter (age 18 mos. at the time) developed a grapefruit-sized lump on the side of her neck overnight.

We went through one of those horrific emergency hospitalization stays where no one tells you anything and you're sitting around fretting while your baby is getting poked and prodded with needles.

After a WEEK, she was diagnosed with lymphagioma (cystic hygroma). It's a malformation of the lymph nodes that can cause them to become filled with lymphatic fluid. The severe cases result in babies being born with large lumps on the neck, tongue or armpits. Sometimes death can result from a bocked airway. Most of the time surgery is required.

It was a horrible, horrible experience to go through, made worse by the fact that at the time we had to consider either surgery (which would have caused partial paralysis of the face) or selling all of our wordly possessions to fly her to Japan for an experimental treatment not approved in the USA (and which NYU did not qualify her for a test subject here).

FORTUNATELY, she is a "miracle baby" because the infection that caused the inflamation of the lymphagioma to swell actually resulted in the breakdown of the mass (basically the body did naturally what the procedure in Japan did). Her lump broke down to the size of a walnut. Then about a year later she came down with another infection that caused it to swell and consequently reduce in size again. Now she has a small "welt" the size of a dime behind her ear that's some sort of scar from the whole thing.

So there you have it. In the end, all is good with the world (she occassionally goes to the doctor for check-ups but is beautiful & healthy otherwise) but let me tell you that at the time it was HELL ON EARTH.

what a difficult thing to go through! i'm glad she is doing well now.

kimrachell said:

PurpleJedi said:

I'm very fortunate that I still have my parents and haven't really had any major traumatic event in my life.

However, back in 2001 my daughter (age 18 mos. at the time) developed a grapefruit-sized lump on the side of her neck overnight.

We went through one of those horrific emergency hospitalization stays where no one tells you anything and you're sitting around fretting while your baby is getting poked and prodded with needles.

After a WEEK, she was diagnosed with lymphagioma (cystic hygroma). It's a malformation of the lymph nodes that can cause them to become filled with lymphatic fluid. The severe cases result in babies being born with large lumps on the neck, tongue or armpits. Sometimes death can result from a bocked airway. Most of the time surgery is required.

It was a horrible, horrible experience to go through, made worse by the fact that at the time we had to consider either surgery (which would have caused partial paralysis of the face) or selling all of our wordly possessions to fly her to Japan for an experimental treatment not approved in the USA (and which NYU did not qualify her for a test subject here).

FORTUNATELY, she is a "miracle baby" because the infection that caused the inflamation of the lymphagioma to swell actually resulted in the breakdown of the mass (basically the body did naturally what the procedure in Japan did). Her lump broke down to the size of a walnut. Then about a year later she came down with another infection that caused it to swell and consequently reduce in size again. Now she has a small "welt" the size of a dime behind her ear that's some sort of scar from the whole thing.

So there you have it. In the end, all is good with the world (she occassionally goes to the doctor for check-ups but is beautiful & healthy otherwise) but let me tell you that at the time it was HELL ON EARTH.

what a difficult thing to go through! i'm glad she is doing well now.

Thanks!

oops!

[Edited 10/18/10 11:44am]

kimrachell said:

i've talked about this many times before on here, so i'm sure it's no surprise to anyone. but when i was 19 years old, i was raped, beaten, and nearly died.....having to go through the trial and face my attacker was the hardest thing i've ever had to go through. and still knowing that one day he is going to get out of prison and maybe still try and kill me in the future is a fear that is hard to deal with.

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GetAwayFromMe said:

My father's death.

getting shot at/mugged/beaten up. all part of the fun of travel.

I imagine I have not experienced the worst yet.

But in 2002 I took extacy (one time), and had a bad reaction that translated into about 6 months of intense anxiety, and over a year of not feeling right. I could not eat, and crossing the street felt like crossing the Grand Canyon on a tightrope. Before learning the workings of the drug & brain chemistry, there was a short time where I thought I had brain damage and might have to end my life.

But I got better, which is why i think I have not experienced the worst yet. Life can be quite cruel, especially the end of it.

Tina

org (i havent read all of thread yet, but im sure it is warranted)

hardest for me....

*seeing my dad lose his brave battle with cancer

*looking straight at my pop in ICU and having to ask where he was (internal bleeding made him swell so much i didnt recognise him....not being in the room when he passed away )

*watching my dad cry at my wedding after his mum died the day b4 (he hid it from me, saw it on the video- he was so strong that day)

*having to give away our precious cat Chelsea after 11 yrs

*seeing my once vibrant grandmother, struggle with dementia (alzhemiers).

* seeing the bookstore i worked in for 9 yrs (and shopped in for longer) close ....

[Edited 10/18/10 15:22pm]

Shorty said:

kimrachell said:

i've talked about this many times before on here, so i'm sure it's no surprise to anyone. but when i was 19 years old, i was raped, beaten, and nearly died.....having to go through the trial and face my attacker was the hardest thing i've ever had to go through. and still knowing that one day he is going to get out of prison and maybe still try and kill me in the future is a fear that is hard to deal with.

Holy Mother! I didn't know that!! damn that terrible!

I missed that one...wow. That is horrible.

Thank God that you made it through and are here to tell the tale (not that you probably want to).

x 1,000

NDRU said:

I imagine I have not experienced the worst yet.

But in 2002 I took extacy (one time), and had a bad reaction that translated into about 6 months of intense anxiety, and over a year of not feeling right. I could not eat, and crossing the street felt like crossing the Grand Canyon on a tightrope. Before learning the workings of the drug & brain chemistry, there was a short time where I thought I had brain damage and might have to end my life.

But I got better, which is why i think I have not experienced the worst yet. Life can be quite cruel, especially the end of it.

That's exactly how I look at it.

myfavorite said:

being married.....im a superstar for christsakes....