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Was there a particularly pivotal year for you? Mine was 30, nearly 15 years ago. During that year, I got pregnant after several years of fertility. I also got engaged, married, spent 8 weeks inpatient in the hospital. Delivered twins 3.5 months early and spent the next 3 months visiting them in the NICU. We brought them home with many, many tubes, wires, beeping, oxygen, feeding tubes, heart rate monitors, apnea monitors, pulse oximeters, pumps, suction units, round the clock care. It was also the year I lost my mom and my grandma; the people I treasured the most, to long, chronic illnesses.

I learned much in that year. Patience, how quickly things go can change, how precious life is, not to sweat the small stuff, there are secret hospital menus, how little sleep is actually necessary to function, gratitude, gratitude, gratitude.

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Mine happened 20 years ago. I was fired from a Fortune 500 corporation, lost my first relationship, lost my alcoholic father, and lost my independence in the space of 7 months. My career has yet to recover (but I am on the right career path now), and I am still single. The good part is that all these events started a journey of self discovery.


6 years ago when I died.

nvrnuff Level 8 May 13, 2018

OK, this seems like it requires some context or follow-up. Was this like: died on the operating table but came back?

@ejbman Close, massive pulmonary embolism.Caused by a medicine I was prescribed.Wasn't on operating table, but yes died and brought back.In emergency room.

@nvrnuff Wow! So glad you made it smile001.gif


Mine was 19, I gave up god and the South, joined the Navy never to return to the South because of it's politecs and racism and bigotry.

TreePop18 Level 4 May 13, 2018

2015 was a big one for me. I had a new , less than a year old. I lost my mother to Alzheimer’s, lost my partner (mental illness was involved), lost my internship (I needed a break due to all the stress and they kicked me out for it, despite preaching self-care), lost my relationship with my sister (stress from our mother’s illness came between us), lost my home (kicked out by partner), lost my dream of maintaining an intact family and living with my daughter full time. Lots of things changed in a short time. It opened up a lot of things in its wake, but the stress of all that change at once almost killed me. Since then my sister and I have reconciled, I have an awesome new primary partner, I got a better internship and completed my degree and am in private practice, worked out a decent shared custody arrangement for being with my daughter, and things are generally pretty good.

ejbman Level 7 May 13, 2018

In 1995 I bought a house, had a baby, got married to a musician who was trying to be famous and started an LGBTQ introduction service. A lot in one year, A lot of stress. After two years it all imploded, Learned to priorotize and family comes first.


I was 13, ran away from home. That started a journey culminating at today.
And tomorrow is another new day.


Last year. To be brief, it was the year I woke up and started living again. It was the worst year of my life, hands down, but I'm in a much better place for it now.


THE GOOD - 2009 - At 48 I said enough, retired extra early, went travelling around the world with my wife for 5 years, no regrets at all.
THE BAD - 1989 - I went from being a millionaire at 28 to half a million in the hole and bankrupt, my first wife saw that as grounds for divorce, she arranged to have the house burned down for insurance money, I moved 2,000 miles west for work, lost the kids when she moved to the US and remarried - the doctor who did the stress test on me couldn't believe I hadn't had a heart attack when he checked my data sheet

  1. That was the year my first wife and I split. The brick house that was me, built with bricks carefully put in place by parents and other relatives, teachers, "the village", events and experiences that happened in my childhood, came tumbling down. I was in a shambles. I didn't know who I really was. Over the next year or so I rebuilt a good portion of that house, brick by brick. This time I was the architect and engineer. Some bricks I kept, some I threw away and replaced them with better bricks. I layed the bricks in the order that I felt was best for the house. This wasn't just a solo operation. I had inputs from many people, a lot of whom didn't know me or know that they were helping. In the end, I had a much better house, one that fit me, not some stereotype. It isn't a perfect house. Or a finished house. There's still a certain amount of remodeling and redecorating going on. Lately I've been focusing on the landscaping (lol). But it's a good house, one that will serve me well for the rest of my days.
Yogisan Level 7 May 13, 2018
  1. The year I decided to leave active duty Air Force with a GREAT job to follow a man. Worst decision ever. I gave up EVERYTHING for nothing.

I had 7 years in. I was the shop chief. I don't really know if getting out hurt me money wise. I'm stable in my retirement and can't complain. One bad move can effect the rest of your life. Should I have stayed a welder all my life or knowing all I know in industry making my retirement a plus? Hmmm...


You write so well. I got a sense of the intensity.


I had 3 such years. At 28 both my parents passed away and a lot changed in my life. At 31 I had my 1st son and everything changed again. At 36 I got sick, went to the Dr and found out I have a chronic illness so I changed my whole life again.


2012, when my ex and I finally separated and I had to make things work to financially and otherwise support my two teenage kids on my own. That year involved the sale of our home through a short sale, me moving into my own apartment ... in my name only ... for the first time in my life.
Then again 2015, which was riddled with the deaths of my dad, my mother-in-law, my brother-in-law and then one of my best friends. That year also started with three of my daughter's classmates committing suicide within a two week period.

I don't need a repeat of either of these two years in any way, shape or form!


This past year, 2017. I was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma in January, went through six months of chemotherapy and was declared in remission in August. Changed me physically and emotionally. Pretty much turned everything I thought I knew about myself and my life upside-down. In a good way. I hope.

bleurowz Level 8 May 13, 2018

I went through a depression when I was 25. The most developmental year of my life. Sometimes.. you just have to take life one day at a time.

Marz Level 7 May 13, 2018

1999 was a whirlwind year for me, fell in love for the 1st and only time, other than that it was about the most stressful year of my life in so many ways. Never want to go through most of those things again.

Rugglesby Level 8 May 13, 2018

I suppose the 2 times I divorced. First time I had someone to lean on.....the second she did. Karma...go figure.


I was 3, it was 1947. My stepfather punched me in the stomach with his fist. Sometime later we moved from Texas to Wyoming, and my stepfather drove (probably drunk) on mountain roads such that I was terrified. I had nightmares until I was about 15 of going over the side of a mountain while siting in the back seat of a car. I suffered from undiagnosed PTSD much of my life. I was told that my stepfather died from driving off the side of a mountain.

EdEarl Level 8 May 13, 2018

Your story is horrific... I cannot bear to think about it..

I'm sorry you suffered that ordeal.

@Ellatynemouth I'm sorry you suffered from my story. It is long past history, and no child should suffer. However, mine is by no means the worst horror story about children. Moreover, I recovered many years ago. I survived, and I am strong emotionally.


There are two for me. One. When I was in the 7th grade. I realized one day while walking down the hall between classes that I was looking down all the time.

I made a conscious decision to look ahead and walk with purpose. I am sure that my life changed that day.

The other was the day that I filed for divorce from and angry abusive alcoholic.

Meep70 Level 7 May 13, 2018

09/11/2007 I wrote the poem, "Hit Me", with tears streaming down my face. I realized all the wrong I've done, and all the good I need to do to balance the scale. Also, the year my wife asked for a divorce. She read the poem and laughed. I'm happy without her.

Beatnik Level 7 May 13, 2018

Ouch. 9/11 was a tough time. I remember it in vivid detail. I imagine I always will.

Reflection is necessary for growth. I'm glad you are happier!

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