Very daring question.... and a long story for me if I try to tell mine, but I will try ....sexually abused as a little girl,as a teen, abused again as a young girl, punched,I lived trough refugee camp with three small children, lost my mother during the war, lack of diabetic shots,or inability to store them properly, she injected herself incorrectly, she died right at my age now.....emotionally,verbally abused by my ex for twenty years......still standing strong!
But the worse blow was April 2017 when my college graduated son lost his mind....literally...attacked me,injured my shoulder and end up in the mental hospital. Bipolar, manic...that is what they said.We did not fight, argue sometimes, but it was not personal.I thought we had a good relationship. He was dealing with his identity as a queer person,which I knew and accept,.....But after the incident I could not face him for a long time, but when I realize what will do to his mind if I neglect him!!!!!,I had to.... I will do even more damage for his future!!!!!!!....I swallow all the fear and pain of being afraid of my own child and meat with him. That was the hardest thing to do, more painful than giving birth to him.....I helped him pull up from the deepest darkest bottom that one can be found.....With help of my friends,we start meeting once a week.Second time was much easier and now he is doing ok with therapy and pills. He is living on his own and looking for a job.
I was dealing with my own mind Ayurveda way, meditation,yoga.... with out pills and I secede!!!!
Still standing strong!
On my own!!!!
I love my life again

Separation/Divorce
Would not wish it on my worst enemy... well... may be my worst... lol

The past few years of my life. It's a long story.

I don’t think I’d want to share that on a forum. Let’s just say parts of my life were pretty dark.

Making a mistake, saying something that turns out to not be true or as has happened, leaving out a big part of it and therefore giving a false picture

In October of 2013 my 20yo daughter suicided. I lost my mom and dad to natural causes years before that but that grief was no comparison. It was like the world turned a dark twilight and I'd entered some other strange different world. Terrible time. Still miss her badly these four years later. That would be my #1 of dark, difficult times.

Mental health... the fall into darkness took place over many years and it's taking a long time to crawl back out... to get the light to shine brighter. Some days it shines and some days I can't find it or it's dimmer. Depression, anxiety... insidious beasts...

I had a child hood that no-one could begin to understand, I read similar stories occasionally in the press, and some are actually worse. but unless it has been your reality, ongoing, for well over a decade, no reprieve, no respite, just ongoing and knowing nothing else, you just can't begin to imagine.

losing my 8 year old German Shepard . she was a loving and intelligent dog. lost her so suddenly after a day and half she was sick. hate my life for extended period.

The darkest, most difficult experience is The Death Of My Grandmother. My Grandmother Was A Very Good Lady And A Best Friend To Me. She Passed Away In 2011 At The Age Of 71.

Drug addiction, Alcohol to be exact.

Life

A trip to Wal-Mart.

I am so sorry hon . Hugs to u.

Childhood abuse and neglect. Foster care. Court testifying against a parent as a child. Sibling separation. Overcoming addiction. Let's just say there has never been a God present in my life. Strength comes from within ourselves. We have to be our own hero.

It is the same thing that also awoke my atheism. A few yaers back i was stabbed and as i was on the operating table i had a heart failure nd died. I think for like 8 mins. But as i was losing blood before i got there the world was just quiet. I was super aware of everything but just couldnt move. There was no light. No choir of angels. No pearly gates. No voice of gid. Not even a vision of hellfire or satan. Just silence and a cold feeling that seeped into my very bones. Once i woke up from surgery and healed enough to leave the warm sun on my face was so utterly exhilarating and made me so thankful to be alive that i strove to know more about how the universe works.

Molest means just that. It happen to anyone. Girls or guys. Enough said.

Hands down, when my son passed away...no experience can ever prepare a parent for such a devastating loss...the shock eventually goes away but the pain is ever-present even after 10 years...maybe im still bitter but I do NOT believe everything happens for a reaaon

I think anybody can survive anything if they really want to. But the pain one might feel is different from the pain someone else might feel. I haven't had anything truly devastating happen to me that other's haven't been through... But if my biological mother told her your story, you might not have been able to at all relate or even want to survive. It's sad.

Confronting the memories of my own stupidity

Nice try NSA! No way I'm sharing that.....just ammo for the re-education camps lol