What was the roughest time in your life ?? What caused the situation ??
And when I say roughest, it could mean emotionallly, financially or anything that you deem appropriate.
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Bleed · 41-45, F
There’s two for me.
The first was divorcing my alcoholic husband. He blamed me for everything and hated me more than he loved his kids. I was jobless and homeless with 3 small kids. I survived on sugary tea and the kids leftovers for months.
The second time was after 6 1/2 years together my then partner decided he’d mentally destroy me for six months before kicking me and the kids out of our home. I had a job this time and managed to rent somewhere but it was so much harder as I had no fight left in me. I didn’t want to be alive and actually resented my kids for making me stay. The crisis team wanted to section me but I said if I knew my kids would be looked after I’d be gone. My friend’s son killed himself during this time and I remember being so envious of him. Even though I’m better now I can still remember that feeling like it’s always waiting for me. I have so much sympathy for those that have to endure that kind of pain and I wish people were nicer to those that succeed in taking their own lives.
The first was divorcing my alcoholic husband. He blamed me for everything and hated me more than he loved his kids. I was jobless and homeless with 3 small kids. I survived on sugary tea and the kids leftovers for months.
The second time was after 6 1/2 years together my then partner decided he’d mentally destroy me for six months before kicking me and the kids out of our home. I had a job this time and managed to rent somewhere but it was so much harder as I had no fight left in me. I didn’t want to be alive and actually resented my kids for making me stay. The crisis team wanted to section me but I said if I knew my kids would be looked after I’d be gone. My friend’s son killed himself during this time and I remember being so envious of him. Even though I’m better now I can still remember that feeling like it’s always waiting for me. I have so much sympathy for those that have to endure that kind of pain and I wish people were nicer to those that succeed in taking their own lives.
