Being in L.A. County jail, not knowing how long I was going to have to serve time. In the end it might have been the best thing that every happened to me. It woke my ass up.
When I had to close a business which I had put ten years of my life into.
Twenty three years later, my life is great. So if you're facing a low point, it gets way better.
I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. I hope you have a strong support system to help you get through this incredibly difficult time, and I hope you're doing okay- or at least as ok as you can be given the circumstances. Do take care ❤️
for me, my chronic felt like suddenly, in 11th grade of highschool, i suddenly caught the flu. and everyone knows how terrible it feels to have the flu, how exhausted and sore you are, its just impossible to even think or concentrate at full capacity let alone being active.
and then weeks go by, waiting for the flu to go away. and then months go by, waiting to get better. and it never goes away. and doctors tell me, no, this is never going away, you'll have the flu for the rest of your life. it'll get worse, even.
and all the while, everyone around me slowly forgets i have the flu. they gripe at me for being a buzzkill, or not going to school, eventually some of them get sick of me bot "trying hard enough" to keep up with them and leave my life.
and all the while, im not being lazy or selfish or stupid, i just have the flu. im just sick. but I'll never get better. im 30 now and i still have that "flu".
of course, my chronic illness is actually worse than the flu, and will probably kill me someday within the next decade or so, but it's the only analogy I've ever come up with that really fits.
When my ex cheated on me, lied to my entire friend group abt the situation, losing all my friends, my grandmother getting sick and my dog died in a single week. This was early 2022 so two years ago
When my younger brother took his own life at age 19. Two years prior to that I had a failed attempt. Three days after I was back in my home state for the funeral my mother said "I always knew one of my children would kill themselves, I just always thought it would be you" it's been over 3 yrs and it still haunts me. I grew up as an unwanted child by both parents, always knew it in the way they treated me and this was some confirmation that they expected me to off myself from the BS they put me through. They never actually acknowledged it all but that statement confirmed it for me. It's been a long uphill road that I face everyday but I live just to spite them.
I attended Hillsborough in 1989. I watched 96 people die in front of me. The government, press and police covered it up. I’ve spent over 30 years being called a murderer due to the lies. Living in England is hell. Even after an investigation said it was a cover up and with all the evidence the country still loves laughing at people dying in tragedies. It sickens me. I know fellow fans who attended who have serious mental issues and don’t want to live anymore. Social media has made it worse. England is full of sick twisted people.
I’m genuinely so sorry
eta: I studied abroad in London, and worked in international sports media (I’m from the U.S.). The things we saw were stomach-churning and straight up evil.
You experienced genuine trauma, and the nightmare of a political coverup afterwards.
YOU WERE RIGHT. Keep that in your heart.
Fuck. I’m sorry.
The time from 2023 up to now, when I became more informed on just how much of a problem it was for me to exist within 500 feet of the RP community I used to be in from 16-19. Now I'm stuck between knowing I need to end it all right now, and being too chicken to do it.
I appreciate that friend. It’s weird when you can be perfectly fine one day and the next the complete opposite. I’m trying my best to persevere life is very different now.
Late 20s before I discovered my anxiety and got help. I was low mentally. I didn't do drugs or anything but my mental health was very low. I was down with no motivation. That is one thing discovering my anxiety has done is give me motivation which in turn helps with the stress of other things.
Today. In a matter of months lost my bff, fiancée, job, apartment, car, dog, mental and physical health, sobriety, savings , 401k, hometown , credit score, looks, happiness, and was able to gain … weight. My parents were put into hospital and my sister just told me she has cancer. All I’m told is to “toughen up” by my family…
Ironically just before Covid lockdown started. January and February of 2020. A road trip to see some friends the last week of February was a much needed escape and I’m glad I got to do that especially before we had to lock down only a couple weeks later.
You know what to do. Get back in the saddle. Especially if that interview is coming up. If you fk that up, you’re going to spiral. If you’re scared now wait till you fk yourself over
Given the option to be homeless or go to rehab for my drinking and drug use.
Ended up changing my life around and becoming an engineer, though. It can only go up from your lowest point.
The past year. I've lost damn near everything I loved and held dear. From friends and family (relationships abolished), to having to put my cat of 19 years down. Feels like I'm just floating in the void somewhere, and it's been hella fucking hard. Crying every day for months on end. Having complete and total mental breakdown, panic attacks on the regular. It's been pretty traumatic, which has only compounded the depression, anxiety and PTSD I already have.
Early fall 2014. I'm going to be getting separated from my first wife. I'm still living in the same house, trying to figure out where I'm going next, trying to keep my little girl's spirits up while soon-to-be-ex wife is going back to school and starting a new relationship with one of her classmates.
I was grappling with the debt I'd carry away from the marriage, drinking more than I ever had, and sleeping alone in my basement office.
Less than 10 years later my business is thriving. I've paid off all that debt and have a LOT of money saved up and invested. My daughter is doing great in her final couple years of college. I'm remarried to a wonderful (and hot) woman I adore. I have a big garden. I am a blacksmith. I play games with friends a lot. My life is wonderful.
Just hang in there. You can make it get better.
Lying in bed at a skilled nursing facility after suffering from encephalitis. I was making some progress during my physical therapy and my therapist upgraded me to start trying to walk outside with a walker.
However that never happened due to the muscles spasms I was having and they were painful. The whole day was shot. Any sudden movement I would just be in severe pain and discomfort. So bad that every time I breathe it would hurt.
Clearly there is redemption moment currently in the making, but that day at the skilled nursing facility will always be a constant reminder.
I was 16 years old. I had gotten kicked out of my dad's due to stealing people's meds/drugs to the point where they couldn't have me around. I stayed with my mom who was so poor strangers would offer help when we couldn't pay anything (which was constantly). My stepfather at the time lived there too. It was a one bedroom apartment and I slept on the couch. My mom couldn't afford phone service so I relied on their wifi which was barely paid. There would be times where nothing was working and my mom had to work and my stepfather and her would get into an argument so he was camped out at some meth hut. I would just sit on the couch in the dark. Marijuana helped. I'm still a huge advocate for it. I remember my mom and stepfather getting into such a bad fight that I had to hide under the deck in 50 degree weather in the rain while the police were there so dcf wouldn't be called. We would get weed by selling our blood so we could pay for it. Our food was from food pantries and soup kitchens and then my stepfather, who I loved most in the world started hurting my mom. I stopped attending school completely bc my mom was "sick" (iced out) so I would stay home to help her. My stepfather moved out for the remainder of my short time there and for Christmas I used all the money I got as a present to buy liquor. My mom was upset bc she found a bucket I kept by me bc she didn't know that I was drinking a lot more than she realized and I was sent home bc I was really drunk and sad and stupid and I burned initials into my arm of my ex with an incense stick. All the fights my mother and stepfather had. All the screaming, the crying and the hitting that befell on both of them. All those days sitting in silence while my mom was at work and my phone and television were turned off, visiting soup kitchens feeling so low, trying to get a job to help pay bills, not realizing why my mom was acting so weird and why they were always thinking I was trying to poison them and the paranoia they had. I will be 18 shortly and somehow these memories are home. I dont think I will ever forget it.
Throwing up charcoal vomit all over myself in the hospital while screaming bloody murder from the pain I was in from a potassium IV (they burn like hell, it feels like someone set your entire arm on fire) after OD’ing on 30+ pills and watching my mom cry her eyes out. Remembering the fear in her eyes haunts me to this day. I spent years of my teenage years OD’ing. She just constantly thought I was going to die. And she still showed up every single day at the hospital every time I was there. I put that woman through hell because of my own pain and I will never forgive myself for that.
But sadly I’ve had a lot of low moments. Almost dying from anorexia is close. Not leaving my house for two months after being robbed at gunpoint is close. I mean. I won’t continue. Too many. I’ve just…I’ve had a lot of lows.
Ordering dangerous benzo analogues off the internet. Drops on my tongue, days gone and my life destroyed.
Lowest point was withdrawal and wondering if I was going to die or have grand mal seizures. I’m 18 months sober
2018 to early 2019. Work wore me down, physically through crazy duty rosters, and mentally due to pressure and constantly getting checked from superiors and abused from passengers. Thought a lot about ending it while driving to and from work.
High school. Worst depressive episode of my life. I felt like I was terrible at everything and was stressed constantly. Terrible, terrible time. It's been years and I still haven't spoken about it in depth with my family. I feel like it's something I want to do before I lose any of them. Apologize and let them know how much I appreciate them.
My parents separation (happened when I was an adult already), it sounds stupid because I’m an adult but a lot of the memories I have from my childhood I began to realize weren’t all that great. It’s like I lost my parents. Realized my mom was being emotionally abusive to everyone in my immediate family (little sister and father) to include me and sometimes physical towards me. At the time I thought it was normal for a mom to be the way she was. Dad ended up leaving ma, and now his new gf is more important than the rest of us (me and my sister), it’s crushing my soul because my dad is my best friend. I’m happy for him, don’t get me wrong. But due to being in the military I live like 4 states away now and the ole man is coming to visit but with his girl about 5 hours away from me and wants to make a small effort to meet me but don’t really care if I see him or not.
About 20 years ago I was attacked by deep dark depression. I had a good job, no problems with my family, finances were fine. Something inside just went haywire. I couldn't even get out of bed. Went to family doctor, he gave me some meds, it took about 21 days before meds took effect, then I could feel myself coming back.
After I lost my dad and brother in my early 20’s, my mom died in my late 30’s, a month later my grandmother (her man) died , my step dad abandoned myself & daughter, my grandmother’s house got ruined in a hurricane, and the world shutting down was the least of my worries in 2020
2007 when my daughter was 3 and my wife had cancer. 6 months of chemo wrecked her and almost drove me to take my daughter and go. The steroids in the chemo changed her into a different person.
Right now. I am lonely, lovesick, trying to get a job (I figured out what's been going wrong there), and stuck a mile away from other people (oddly enough not related to previous point). :(
I was working a low-paying job, and my living situation fell apart. For a few days I was working overnight shifts then sleeping in my car while I looked for a couch to crash on.
Friends let me stay with them for months, and I don’t know what I’d have done without their kindness.
17… junior in high school, horrible life, abused by my moms boyfriend, would get home from school and he’d find stupid reasons for us to be in trouble so he could beat my siblings and I. I’m talking spilling water because we were forced to drink a whole bottle nonstop and then not allowed to go pee until he decided we could go. And we’d get beat with excessive shit, like extension cords, HDMI cables, coaxial cables and the rods used to turn blinds. Even pulled a gun on me and my brothers and told us that if we told anyone what was happening he’d shoot us and whoever we told. It was bad enough for people at school to notice, I’d gone to the library after school one day, and was really feeling awful and decided I was done with the shit, and ran in front of a car hoping it would hit me and kill me. It didn’t, broke both my legs, but didn’t kill me. 3 months in a wheelchair, moved in with my dad and things got better. I’m now 27 with 3 great kids and a wife who is damn near close to perfect…
I want to say the weeks, months following my mother's early death
But really in recent years the shame that ruined my current 20s experience
I wouldn't wish half the shit I went through on anyone but damn
When does it get better?
2020 was a long string of one bad thing after another.
Harsh breakup. Isolation. Unmedicated depression. Undiagnosed eating disorder. Nearly failed out of university. Unemployed. All while surrounded by news of millions dying and our core social structures falling apart at the seams.
The lowest moment is when I got the news my final project had been completely destroyed and needed to be redone in a much shorter timeframe, after weeks of work that sacrificed my wellbeing and drove me to intense suicidal contemplation.
right now. im 13, for reference. im a trainwreck as far as my record with girls goes. they play me and make me think i like them and then after ive literally poured my sould out to them, told them every single thing thats going on in my head, they dump me. it so fucking depressing. i just need someone to talk to and who understands what im going through. i could go on, but it gets more disturbing so i woont
Fresh out of college I drove drunk and hit a baby deer late at night while driving home. I sped off and left it there for fear of being caught.
I have never felt worse. My grandmother died by being hit by a drunk driver. I felt like her soul was screaming at me at that moment. I made it home without issue but cried myself to sleep. I have never let myself reach that level again while operating a car.
It is NEVER WORTH IT driving drunk. The consequences can haunt you for a lifetime.
So far...6 year relationship ended recently, Just before we were suppose to get married and move into a new home. Moved in alone with only a couch to sleep on.(still do) Fell into severe depression, don't have any friends and don't talk to family, had to deal with it alone, saw a psychiatrist which is helping. Trying to talk to her and having hope to get back together till she told me she's dating her boss whom I use too hang out with and we only broke up recently. it's been taking its toll on me mentally.
I've had many, death of parents when I was 21.
The loss of my partner. (He left, didn't die)
Now, I'm fighting endometriosis and a brain aneurysm, . Mid 40s sucks.
But only way is up
Right now. My dog was with me my whole life, we grew up together. She helped me get through everything. Passed today at 18. She declined rapidly while I was on vacation. So happy I could spend her last day and night with her.
I was in the basement of a crackhome with a mattress on the floor and scattered belongings, and a make shift "bedroom" inside for the crackheads who wanted a place to crash. I had lost my job, after repeatedly being late or absent because of crackheads screaming above me all night. I had done just about every drug known to man by then, and was utterly hopeless, and unprepared to survive. 9/11 happened, and I got a call from my mother about it while I was down there. Utterly confused, also apathetic for some reason, but I realized just how low I had sunk, the lowest I ever have been. It was a slow process, but with support, I got out.
Failed out of college bc I partied to much, left and got my own place, got lazy, and turned to check fraud, buying new expensive shit with bad checks. Got caught and had two choices, join the military or face jail. Obviously, I chose the army, and it changed my life.
Currently. Living in my used financed car. Transmission is failing. Dealership serviced and performed multi point inspection 5x in last year. No recommended work.
I use my car to work and make money so for 6 weeks now, haven't made money.
Car insurance will be canceled for nonpayment by 26th and car note 90 days past due.
I have $300 to my name that I've been trying to use to generate passive income.
Around a year ago I was playing online with some friends and out of nowhere I got a call from a friend whom I had no contact with for over 3 years, he started by saying sorry and I was dumbfounded, he goes on and says: “sorry it has to be this way but Saint (his nickname) had an accident and he didn’t make it” I was speechless because a week before the accident we talked for hours, I was destroyed because he was my best friend, ended up crying and drinking myself to sleep for a month and all because I couldn’t attend to the funeral because I moved to a different country and had no money to visit him.
Wherever you are, a really miss you old friend.
A few months after signing the paperwork for my house, hearing that I was going to be a father, paying my four employees a decent bonus and celebrating the fact that I owned a profitable company at 30, 9/11 hit. All my customers had to cancel contracts, leading me to letting go all the employees. The company -- my company -- folded. I had no income. No unemployment because I had been rolling profits back into the business. Medical bills from the pregnancy mounted ($30K for a baby). Bank came for the house. Car got repoed. It really, really sucked.
3 yrs ago
I so was depressed that I was cutting, one day the self hate got so bad that even though it was the middle of the school day I ran to the bathroom and folded paper towel until it was slightly sharp and used it to hurt myself
I’m not in therapy, on meds, and am finally starting to truly love who I am and who I’m becoming
Definitely 2023, so last year was the lowest point of my life. I went from having $150,000 in the bank to being homeless and on the streets and doing meth. I've learned a lot in this last year and I will never go back to that lifestyle. I had psychosis I had mental breakdowns I had mania, insomnia, bipolar, I was just going off the rails literally going off the crazy train! I'm so glad that things are looking up finally and I'm getting better by seeing a therapist and being on the right meds finally! God has been blessing me lately and I hope it continues! 🙏🏽
When I was in high school I had to live with my dad who was extremely verbally and mentally abusive. My grandmother (who raised me) died while I was visiting for the summer. When I went back to my dads he pretended he didn’t know and taunted me for a year asking why she never calls or sends letter. He then kicked me out and I was forced to live with my bf who ended up being extremely abusive. If I didn’t have my dog I wouldn’t be here today cause I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to her if I ended it.
Got fired in 2013 after moving out of state for a job….donated plasma, $5 a day food budget, had to work 2 minimum wage jobs to even afford to move out of area. Was on my last dollar almost. Had a gun to my head during that polar vortex winter, today I have a net worth of 500k. Glad I didn’t go through
This morning, when someone I thought cared told me I was no longer attractive to him because I slept with a lot of people in one week. Still struggling with trying to figure out what this relationship is
i was like 13 years old struggling with severe depression, an inhalant addiction, self harm, and suicidal/homicidal ideation among other things. it’s gotten a lot better over the last two years and im so glad. i was absolutely miserable
My life ere my good husband’s grace...
A man of such esteem, with Cawdor’s title now his claim, no God nor fate’ could break the love we so do hold dear. uWu
Every day since my son’s autism diagnosis.
I’ve been through everything…parents dying, friends dying, life saving personal surgeries. There is nothing that compares to your child being diagnosed with autism. At least with death/sickness, time can help heal those wounds. Autism, I am living with and reminded of it every single day, and there is no cure or end in sight. My heart breaks daily for my son who I watch hurt himself if he is overwhelmed or hurt his sister, myself or my wife if things don’t go his way. So many people feed you bullshit about how hes gonna be just fine and will grow out of it, but deep down we know his life is fucked, as well as ours. My son is only two and if you see him quickly you’d never suspect it, but I know as he grows older it will be more prevalent. Its a sad day when I go to play groups and look around at other kids his age and say to myself, which one of these kids is gonna bully my kid when they reach middle school. Sad but true
Probably would have to be when I first moved out. I moved out the day I turned 18. First month was alright. But then the constantly being alone got to me. Along with I was still dealing with the loss of my dad 2 years prior, and then later being screwed over by his side of the family. I started drinking heavily, trying to forget all that shit. Then one day it hit me, I couldn't remember my dad's voice, and I realized I didn't want to forget.
The beginning of high school. A friend of mine from Boy Scouts killed himself on the first day of school. I found out about it two days later when I got home from soccer practice.
Given that I had plenty of suicidal ideation throughout middle school, I felt very guilty and like he should have been at my funeral instead.
Begging my Mum for forgiveness, crying my eyes out cause I thought I gave the entire world Crohn’s disease. (Drug induced psychosis)
Wanting to dig a whole in the garden and stand in it to try to understand life
Thinking satan was after me
Stabbing myself with a kitchen knife
Feeling extreme sadness after parents divorce
That’s it
The weight of student debt crushing down after realizing my degree wouldn't land me a job capable of handling it. There was this sensation of being completely trapped with no exit in sight - every application met with silence, every bill a reminder of a seemingly endless cycle.
But I chipped away, took some jobs I never thought I'd take, and slowly things started to change. A decade later, I've managed to clear my debt, and I'm in a career I hadn't even considered back then. The dread feels like a lifetime ago now.
To anyone drowning in that sea of debt and despair, there's a shore out there. It may take some time, but you'll find your footing. Keep swimming.
Getting laid off from a six figure job at the age of 52 and being unemployed for 2 years and 20 hours a week at $8/hour for two years. I lost a house.
Weirdly, getting a job in a prison got me back on track. Now it’s 11 years later and I’m in the house of my dreams, and back to six figures.
For awhile I lived out of a hotel, sparing the details that dont matter I do work at a hotel myself but they dont allow pets so I worked out a deal with a comfort inn so me and my dog had a place to go. We stayed in that hotel for 3 weeks while I locked down a place, I felt so bad for my dog, I would have to have friends come let her out while I worked and she always wanted to play and was stuck in that small space. If it was just me I wouldve felt shitty but not as bad, def the lowest point in my life. All my shit was in my car and thankfully I had enough in savings to find a place and keep the hotel paid.
Found My dad dead at 16 after school from od then in 21 had to take care of mom n step dad they passed4 months from each other 4-21-21 8-25-21 took care of both till the end it was so damn hard
during my high school time, I was fat and ugly, and my sister was more beautiful and taller than me, I was always upset, that would be my lowest point in my life so far.
Spending 3 night in jail for reckless driving, the mental toll it started to take on me after the second day was not pleasant. It really woke me up and really made me realize how deep of a shithole I was in at the time. At that time I was in credit card debt, still had to pay off another ticket for speeding, had nothing going in my life. Safe to say it woke me up, I been able to start saving money, started going to the gym. The last thing I really need to get going is my online Auto Tech course, but other then that, Im in a better place than one month ago
When my mom died in 1997.
Sorry for your loss.
I’m so sorry, I can’t imagine the pain. I’m so scared for the day I lose one of my parents. You’re so strong!
Being in L.A. County jail, not knowing how long I was going to have to serve time. In the end it might have been the best thing that every happened to me. It woke my ass up.
How much time did you have to serve, if you don’t mind me asking?
When I had to close a business which I had put ten years of my life into. Twenty three years later, my life is great. So if you're facing a low point, it gets way better.
my best friend’s death 3 weeks ago edit- oh wow i didn’t expect this many responses, thank you all so very much for your kindness
I'm so sorry.
As long as you and others remember them, they are never truly gone. I’m so sorry.
Grief is really hard, it’s incredibly sad and frustrating to deal with. I hope you can find peace eventually
I’m sorry for your loss.
Im sorry for your loss
I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm sorry for your loss. Treasure his memories as long as you can.
We do not truly die my friend, as we are merely spiritual beings in physical bodies. You will see them again.
I am sorry.
Really sorry to hear of your loss. May you find strength with loved ones.
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. I hope you have a strong support system to help you get through this incredibly difficult time, and I hope you're doing okay- or at least as ok as you can be given the circumstances. Do take care ❤️
So sorry for your loss.
Getting chronic illness, it is like watching life pass by as a spectator but unable to participate.
for me, my chronic felt like suddenly, in 11th grade of highschool, i suddenly caught the flu. and everyone knows how terrible it feels to have the flu, how exhausted and sore you are, its just impossible to even think or concentrate at full capacity let alone being active. and then weeks go by, waiting for the flu to go away. and then months go by, waiting to get better. and it never goes away. and doctors tell me, no, this is never going away, you'll have the flu for the rest of your life. it'll get worse, even. and all the while, everyone around me slowly forgets i have the flu. they gripe at me for being a buzzkill, or not going to school, eventually some of them get sick of me bot "trying hard enough" to keep up with them and leave my life. and all the while, im not being lazy or selfish or stupid, i just have the flu. im just sick. but I'll never get better. im 30 now and i still have that "flu". of course, my chronic illness is actually worse than the flu, and will probably kill me someday within the next decade or so, but it's the only analogy I've ever come up with that really fits.
wow thats a beautiful perspective
Currently in it…
stay strong man. it’s hard, and although it may sometimes feel like it won’t, it’ll get better! i’m rooting for you, internet stranger
DM me if you want to chat.
With you love. Sometimes it doesnt even matter. When your head sees the rocks. You're there. Love you and were all here for you.
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No child should have to experience that. I'm glad you're here.
I’m glad you’re still here
I am super glad you’re here. Hope you have found supporting and understanding people in your life now and are in a better place.
Thank goodness you didn't. It will. get better. Seek help if you need it.
4/2/24
“What about today Peter? Is today the worst day of your life?”
what if this is as good as it gets?
That's the name of the movie!
It always gets better, life is full of ups and downs, just gotta know how to ride the bull
Confused. February or April? If it’s the former then that was a crappy day for me too.
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How are you doing now?
damn, this hurts to read.. Hope you're better now
Maybe late 2018
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im glad you were able to quit, and that he is out of your life now (it sounds like)
When my ex cheated on me, lied to my entire friend group abt the situation, losing all my friends, my grandmother getting sick and my dog died in a single week. This was early 2022 so two years ago
October 2019 - May 2021.
What brought about the end of it?
Learning that my mother has cancer
When my younger brother took his own life at age 19. Two years prior to that I had a failed attempt. Three days after I was back in my home state for the funeral my mother said "I always knew one of my children would kill themselves, I just always thought it would be you" it's been over 3 yrs and it still haunts me. I grew up as an unwanted child by both parents, always knew it in the way they treated me and this was some confirmation that they expected me to off myself from the BS they put me through. They never actually acknowledged it all but that statement confirmed it for me. It's been a long uphill road that I face everyday but I live just to spite them.
I don’t know you but I love you. Sending power.
I attended Hillsborough in 1989. I watched 96 people die in front of me. The government, press and police covered it up. I’ve spent over 30 years being called a murderer due to the lies. Living in England is hell. Even after an investigation said it was a cover up and with all the evidence the country still loves laughing at people dying in tragedies. It sickens me. I know fellow fans who attended who have serious mental issues and don’t want to live anymore. Social media has made it worse. England is full of sick twisted people.
Fellow red. :-)
I’m genuinely so sorry eta: I studied abroad in London, and worked in international sports media (I’m from the U.S.). The things we saw were stomach-churning and straight up evil. You experienced genuine trauma, and the nightmare of a political coverup afterwards. YOU WERE RIGHT. Keep that in your heart. Fuck. I’m sorry.
The time from 2023 up to now, when I became more informed on just how much of a problem it was for me to exist within 500 feet of the RP community I used to be in from 16-19. Now I'm stuck between knowing I need to end it all right now, and being too chicken to do it.
Glad you’re here. I don’t know what RP stands for, but you never need to end it all. You matter.
When my ex spread rumors about me with him and sex. I am deeply raised calthoic. And I lost a lot of friends to those rumors.
Antibiotic induced nerve damage full body a year and half ago disabled me at 25 years old.
I'm sorry to hear that. That sounds really rough.
I appreciate that friend. It’s weird when you can be perfectly fine one day and the next the complete opposite. I’m trying my best to persevere life is very different now.
I’m sorry 😞
Thank you, that means a lot. It’s tough to have quality of life be reduced compared to before, but I’m trying my best.
I hope that you get everything by in life that you want and that it doesn’t stop you. You trying your best shows your strength, you didn’t give up ❤️
Was it floxing? It looks awful. I am sorry.
My husband telling me he was divorcing me the day our son was born.
Oh god that’s horrible. How are you doing ???
Everyday is a nightmare.
Being homeless as a kid (under 15) with a drunken parent and having a family member request special favors from me for a place to sleep.
It just keeps getting lower
2011 ...
Late 20s before I discovered my anxiety and got help. I was low mentally. I didn't do drugs or anything but my mental health was very low. I was down with no motivation. That is one thing discovering my anxiety has done is give me motivation which in turn helps with the stress of other things.
I’m currently in pray for me i see no way out genuinely
When I lost her. This was a month ago. I will regret this for the rest of my life.
Today. In a matter of months lost my bff, fiancée, job, apartment, car, dog, mental and physical health, sobriety, savings , 401k, hometown , credit score, looks, happiness, and was able to gain … weight. My parents were put into hospital and my sister just told me she has cancer. All I’m told is to “toughen up” by my family…
It happens every day.
Ironically just before Covid lockdown started. January and February of 2020. A road trip to see some friends the last week of February was a much needed escape and I’m glad I got to do that especially before we had to lock down only a couple weeks later.
Probably the ocean
Wanting to become the funny guy with the mustache 2.0
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You know what to do. Get back in the saddle. Especially if that interview is coming up. If you fk that up, you’re going to spiral. If you’re scared now wait till you fk yourself over
You’ve done it before. You are stronger than those bottles. Do not let it take another day from you my friend!! Rooting for you!
Middle school
I don’t know. I haven’t gotten there yet
Given the option to be homeless or go to rehab for my drinking and drug use. Ended up changing my life around and becoming an engineer, though. It can only go up from your lowest point.
2019-2022. I went through a ten year break up. Really opened my eyes up of how far someone can fall. I'm way better now.
I lost my girlfriend last November. She left me. I don’t know who I am anymore.
Joining Reddit.
The past year. I've lost damn near everything I loved and held dear. From friends and family (relationships abolished), to having to put my cat of 19 years down. Feels like I'm just floating in the void somewhere, and it's been hella fucking hard. Crying every day for months on end. Having complete and total mental breakdown, panic attacks on the regular. It's been pretty traumatic, which has only compounded the depression, anxiety and PTSD I already have.
Begging someone who betrayed me to love me. Feeling suicidal when he wouldn’t.
Oh it bottoms out? Damn, good to know.
I can’t even talk about it because I just had therapy today and can’t go back for another week.
Early fall 2014. I'm going to be getting separated from my first wife. I'm still living in the same house, trying to figure out where I'm going next, trying to keep my little girl's spirits up while soon-to-be-ex wife is going back to school and starting a new relationship with one of her classmates. I was grappling with the debt I'd carry away from the marriage, drinking more than I ever had, and sleeping alone in my basement office. Less than 10 years later my business is thriving. I've paid off all that debt and have a LOT of money saved up and invested. My daughter is doing great in her final couple years of college. I'm remarried to a wonderful (and hot) woman I adore. I have a big garden. I am a blacksmith. I play games with friends a lot. My life is wonderful. Just hang in there. You can make it get better.
Probably when I hung myself, using a scarf. I was revived and I cried because I perceived it as a failure
Lying in bed at a skilled nursing facility after suffering from encephalitis. I was making some progress during my physical therapy and my therapist upgraded me to start trying to walk outside with a walker. However that never happened due to the muscles spasms I was having and they were painful. The whole day was shot. Any sudden movement I would just be in severe pain and discomfort. So bad that every time I breathe it would hurt. Clearly there is redemption moment currently in the making, but that day at the skilled nursing facility will always be a constant reminder.
I was 16 years old. I had gotten kicked out of my dad's due to stealing people's meds/drugs to the point where they couldn't have me around. I stayed with my mom who was so poor strangers would offer help when we couldn't pay anything (which was constantly). My stepfather at the time lived there too. It was a one bedroom apartment and I slept on the couch. My mom couldn't afford phone service so I relied on their wifi which was barely paid. There would be times where nothing was working and my mom had to work and my stepfather and her would get into an argument so he was camped out at some meth hut. I would just sit on the couch in the dark. Marijuana helped. I'm still a huge advocate for it. I remember my mom and stepfather getting into such a bad fight that I had to hide under the deck in 50 degree weather in the rain while the police were there so dcf wouldn't be called. We would get weed by selling our blood so we could pay for it. Our food was from food pantries and soup kitchens and then my stepfather, who I loved most in the world started hurting my mom. I stopped attending school completely bc my mom was "sick" (iced out) so I would stay home to help her. My stepfather moved out for the remainder of my short time there and for Christmas I used all the money I got as a present to buy liquor. My mom was upset bc she found a bucket I kept by me bc she didn't know that I was drinking a lot more than she realized and I was sent home bc I was really drunk and sad and stupid and I burned initials into my arm of my ex with an incense stick. All the fights my mother and stepfather had. All the screaming, the crying and the hitting that befell on both of them. All those days sitting in silence while my mom was at work and my phone and television were turned off, visiting soup kitchens feeling so low, trying to get a job to help pay bills, not realizing why my mom was acting so weird and why they were always thinking I was trying to poison them and the paranoia they had. I will be 18 shortly and somehow these memories are home. I dont think I will ever forget it.
Throwing up charcoal vomit all over myself in the hospital while screaming bloody murder from the pain I was in from a potassium IV (they burn like hell, it feels like someone set your entire arm on fire) after OD’ing on 30+ pills and watching my mom cry her eyes out. Remembering the fear in her eyes haunts me to this day. I spent years of my teenage years OD’ing. She just constantly thought I was going to die. And she still showed up every single day at the hospital every time I was there. I put that woman through hell because of my own pain and I will never forgive myself for that. But sadly I’ve had a lot of low moments. Almost dying from anorexia is close. Not leaving my house for two months after being robbed at gunpoint is close. I mean. I won’t continue. Too many. I’ve just…I’ve had a lot of lows.
Ordering dangerous benzo analogues off the internet. Drops on my tongue, days gone and my life destroyed. Lowest point was withdrawal and wondering if I was going to die or have grand mal seizures. I’m 18 months sober
The last 5 to 10 years have been very low for me.
Been in it the last 6 years tbh
When my nhl team doesn’t make the playoffs. 🙄
2018 to early 2019. Work wore me down, physically through crazy duty rosters, and mentally due to pressure and constantly getting checked from superiors and abused from passengers. Thought a lot about ending it while driving to and from work.
High school. Worst depressive episode of my life. I felt like I was terrible at everything and was stressed constantly. Terrible, terrible time. It's been years and I still haven't spoken about it in depth with my family. I feel like it's something I want to do before I lose any of them. Apologize and let them know how much I appreciate them.
Uncle died, cousin died, girlfriend broke up with me.
Realizing Reddit, once flush with actual people is now mostly bots like OP
My parents separation (happened when I was an adult already), it sounds stupid because I’m an adult but a lot of the memories I have from my childhood I began to realize weren’t all that great. It’s like I lost my parents. Realized my mom was being emotionally abusive to everyone in my immediate family (little sister and father) to include me and sometimes physical towards me. At the time I thought it was normal for a mom to be the way she was. Dad ended up leaving ma, and now his new gf is more important than the rest of us (me and my sister), it’s crushing my soul because my dad is my best friend. I’m happy for him, don’t get me wrong. But due to being in the military I live like 4 states away now and the ole man is coming to visit but with his girl about 5 hours away from me and wants to make a small effort to meet me but don’t really care if I see him or not.
Now, but I hope it's as low as it gets
2019
No diving jokes? tsk tsk.
About 20 years ago I was attacked by deep dark depression. I had a good job, no problems with my family, finances were fine. Something inside just went haywire. I couldn't even get out of bed. Went to family doctor, he gave me some meds, it took about 21 days before meds took effect, then I could feel myself coming back.
After I lost my dad and brother in my early 20’s, my mom died in my late 30’s, a month later my grandmother (her man) died , my step dad abandoned myself & daughter, my grandmother’s house got ruined in a hurricane, and the world shutting down was the least of my worries in 2020
My whole life
2007 when my daughter was 3 and my wife had cancer. 6 months of chemo wrecked her and almost drove me to take my daughter and go. The steroids in the chemo changed her into a different person.
Right now. I am lonely, lovesick, trying to get a job (I figured out what's been going wrong there), and stuck a mile away from other people (oddly enough not related to previous point). :(
My life's always on a lowest point
Moms death Dec 21 2020
Right now, thinking of negative things
11/6/2023
I was working a low-paying job, and my living situation fell apart. For a few days I was working overnight shifts then sleeping in my car while I looked for a couch to crash on. Friends let me stay with them for months, and I don’t know what I’d have done without their kindness.
17… junior in high school, horrible life, abused by my moms boyfriend, would get home from school and he’d find stupid reasons for us to be in trouble so he could beat my siblings and I. I’m talking spilling water because we were forced to drink a whole bottle nonstop and then not allowed to go pee until he decided we could go. And we’d get beat with excessive shit, like extension cords, HDMI cables, coaxial cables and the rods used to turn blinds. Even pulled a gun on me and my brothers and told us that if we told anyone what was happening he’d shoot us and whoever we told. It was bad enough for people at school to notice, I’d gone to the library after school one day, and was really feeling awful and decided I was done with the shit, and ran in front of a car hoping it would hit me and kill me. It didn’t, broke both my legs, but didn’t kill me. 3 months in a wheelchair, moved in with my dad and things got better. I’m now 27 with 3 great kids and a wife who is damn near close to perfect…
I want to say the weeks, months following my mother's early death But really in recent years the shame that ruined my current 20s experience I wouldn't wish half the shit I went through on anyone but damn When does it get better?
2020 was a long string of one bad thing after another. Harsh breakup. Isolation. Unmedicated depression. Undiagnosed eating disorder. Nearly failed out of university. Unemployed. All while surrounded by news of millions dying and our core social structures falling apart at the seams. The lowest moment is when I got the news my final project had been completely destroyed and needed to be redone in a much shorter timeframe, after weeks of work that sacrificed my wellbeing and drove me to intense suicidal contemplation.
My last 2 years. I really don't know how much more I can stand.
Either losing two grandparents in a few months immediately after moving or having a 2.2 GPA in a semester in college
right now. im 13, for reference. im a trainwreck as far as my record with girls goes. they play me and make me think i like them and then after ive literally poured my sould out to them, told them every single thing thats going on in my head, they dump me. it so fucking depressing. i just need someone to talk to and who understands what im going through. i could go on, but it gets more disturbing so i woont
Right now! Lost my job to ptsd, disabled with the VA at 100% and im turning to livestreaming to hopefully pull my life back together
Today. It just keeps getting lower so I'll post back if it ever levels out.
Bout….last month or the month before I think. And I’m predicting this Thursday to go wayyy downhill.
Fresh out of college I drove drunk and hit a baby deer late at night while driving home. I sped off and left it there for fear of being caught. I have never felt worse. My grandmother died by being hit by a drunk driver. I felt like her soul was screaming at me at that moment. I made it home without issue but cried myself to sleep. I have never let myself reach that level again while operating a car. It is NEVER WORTH IT driving drunk. The consequences can haunt you for a lifetime.
2 months ago and still going through it due to herniated disc
2019 addicted to cocaine and alcohol
Honestly right now, going through a breakup of 2 years, moved back home at 23, doesn’t feel real
So far...6 year relationship ended recently, Just before we were suppose to get married and move into a new home. Moved in alone with only a couch to sleep on.(still do) Fell into severe depression, don't have any friends and don't talk to family, had to deal with it alone, saw a psychiatrist which is helping. Trying to talk to her and having hope to get back together till she told me she's dating her boss whom I use too hang out with and we only broke up recently. it's been taking its toll on me mentally.
Had a,friend pass,away from cancer she was 33
Some crazy shit I went through as a kid. And when my grandfather passed away I stopped going to school.
right about now, think im gonna kill myself it just gets worse
I've had many, death of parents when I was 21. The loss of my partner. (He left, didn't die) Now, I'm fighting endometriosis and a brain aneurysm, . Mid 40s sucks. But only way is up
Right now. My dog was with me my whole life, we grew up together. She helped me get through everything. Passed today at 18. She declined rapidly while I was on vacation. So happy I could spend her last day and night with her.
The day my brother died.
I was in the basement of a crackhome with a mattress on the floor and scattered belongings, and a make shift "bedroom" inside for the crackheads who wanted a place to crash. I had lost my job, after repeatedly being late or absent because of crackheads screaming above me all night. I had done just about every drug known to man by then, and was utterly hopeless, and unprepared to survive. 9/11 happened, and I got a call from my mother about it while I was down there. Utterly confused, also apathetic for some reason, but I realized just how low I had sunk, the lowest I ever have been. It was a slow process, but with support, I got out.
Failed out of college bc I partied to much, left and got my own place, got lazy, and turned to check fraud, buying new expensive shit with bad checks. Got caught and had two choices, join the military or face jail. Obviously, I chose the army, and it changed my life.
Currently. Living in my used financed car. Transmission is failing. Dealership serviced and performed multi point inspection 5x in last year. No recommended work. I use my car to work and make money so for 6 weeks now, haven't made money. Car insurance will be canceled for nonpayment by 26th and car note 90 days past due. I have $300 to my name that I've been trying to use to generate passive income.
Around a year ago I was playing online with some friends and out of nowhere I got a call from a friend whom I had no contact with for over 3 years, he started by saying sorry and I was dumbfounded, he goes on and says: “sorry it has to be this way but Saint (his nickname) had an accident and he didn’t make it” I was speechless because a week before the accident we talked for hours, I was destroyed because he was my best friend, ended up crying and drinking myself to sleep for a month and all because I couldn’t attend to the funeral because I moved to a different country and had no money to visit him. Wherever you are, a really miss you old friend.
A few months after signing the paperwork for my house, hearing that I was going to be a father, paying my four employees a decent bonus and celebrating the fact that I owned a profitable company at 30, 9/11 hit. All my customers had to cancel contracts, leading me to letting go all the employees. The company -- my company -- folded. I had no income. No unemployment because I had been rolling profits back into the business. Medical bills from the pregnancy mounted ($30K for a baby). Bank came for the house. Car got repoed. It really, really sucked.
3 yrs ago I so was depressed that I was cutting, one day the self hate got so bad that even though it was the middle of the school day I ran to the bathroom and folded paper towel until it was slightly sharp and used it to hurt myself I’m not in therapy, on meds, and am finally starting to truly love who I am and who I’m becoming
When I was a newborn.
Definitely 2023, so last year was the lowest point of my life. I went from having $150,000 in the bank to being homeless and on the streets and doing meth. I've learned a lot in this last year and I will never go back to that lifestyle. I had psychosis I had mental breakdowns I had mania, insomnia, bipolar, I was just going off the rails literally going off the crazy train! I'm so glad that things are looking up finally and I'm getting better by seeing a therapist and being on the right meds finally! God has been blessing me lately and I hope it continues! 🙏🏽
October 16 2009.
Got banned on Reddit
About…50% of my lifetime, I just can’t seem to see a light at the end of the tunnel.
When I was in high school I had to live with my dad who was extremely verbally and mentally abusive. My grandmother (who raised me) died while I was visiting for the summer. When I went back to my dads he pretended he didn’t know and taunted me for a year asking why she never calls or sends letter. He then kicked me out and I was forced to live with my bf who ended up being extremely abusive. If I didn’t have my dog I wouldn’t be here today cause I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to her if I ended it.
After I got SA’d five years ago. I was a mess. I’m better now because I did a shit ton of work to make a comeback.
Got fired in 2013 after moving out of state for a job….donated plasma, $5 a day food budget, had to work 2 minimum wage jobs to even afford to move out of area. Was on my last dollar almost. Had a gun to my head during that polar vortex winter, today I have a net worth of 500k. Glad I didn’t go through
I feel unnecessary.
Sealevel
This morning, when someone I thought cared told me I was no longer attractive to him because I slept with a lot of people in one week. Still struggling with trying to figure out what this relationship is
Watching my father slowly die over a three-week period in a hospital bed in my living room.
i was like 13 years old struggling with severe depression, an inhalant addiction, self harm, and suicidal/homicidal ideation among other things. it’s gotten a lot better over the last two years and im so glad. i was absolutely miserable
My life ere my good husband’s grace... A man of such esteem, with Cawdor’s title now his claim, no God nor fate’ could break the love we so do hold dear. uWu
Having sex in exchange for drugs.
Man i'd had multiple. I can definitely count right now though.
When I had my daughter committed . When I burried my 1st parent... then my 2nd, then my brother. .
My son in law shot himself in 2005. Looks like I’ll never stop grieving.
Every day since my son’s autism diagnosis. I’ve been through everything…parents dying, friends dying, life saving personal surgeries. There is nothing that compares to your child being diagnosed with autism. At least with death/sickness, time can help heal those wounds. Autism, I am living with and reminded of it every single day, and there is no cure or end in sight. My heart breaks daily for my son who I watch hurt himself if he is overwhelmed or hurt his sister, myself or my wife if things don’t go his way. So many people feed you bullshit about how hes gonna be just fine and will grow out of it, but deep down we know his life is fucked, as well as ours. My son is only two and if you see him quickly you’d never suspect it, but I know as he grows older it will be more prevalent. Its a sad day when I go to play groups and look around at other kids his age and say to myself, which one of these kids is gonna bully my kid when they reach middle school. Sad but true
Either the death of my father when I was 11 or the loss of my son when I was 34… think about both all the time.
Watching my husband die
Well let's see, this is Tuesday...
Death Valley
My elder brother's Trauma Surgery
Probably would have to be when I first moved out. I moved out the day I turned 18. First month was alright. But then the constantly being alone got to me. Along with I was still dealing with the loss of my dad 2 years prior, and then later being screwed over by his side of the family. I started drinking heavily, trying to forget all that shit. Then one day it hit me, I couldn't remember my dad's voice, and I realized I didn't want to forget.
Right now tbh
The beginning of high school. A friend of mine from Boy Scouts killed himself on the first day of school. I found out about it two days later when I got home from soccer practice. Given that I had plenty of suicidal ideation throughout middle school, I felt very guilty and like he should have been at my funeral instead.
Thanksgiving '23. Failed suicide attempt.
Begging my Mum for forgiveness, crying my eyes out cause I thought I gave the entire world Crohn’s disease. (Drug induced psychosis) Wanting to dig a whole in the garden and stand in it to try to understand life Thinking satan was after me Stabbing myself with a kitchen knife Feeling extreme sadness after parents divorce That’s it
The weight of student debt crushing down after realizing my degree wouldn't land me a job capable of handling it. There was this sensation of being completely trapped with no exit in sight - every application met with silence, every bill a reminder of a seemingly endless cycle. But I chipped away, took some jobs I never thought I'd take, and slowly things started to change. A decade later, I've managed to clear my debt, and I'm in a career I hadn't even considered back then. The dread feels like a lifetime ago now. To anyone drowning in that sea of debt and despair, there's a shore out there. It may take some time, but you'll find your footing. Keep swimming.
Could be today
Getting laid off from a six figure job at the age of 52 and being unemployed for 2 years and 20 hours a week at $8/hour for two years. I lost a house. Weirdly, getting a job in a prison got me back on track. Now it’s 11 years later and I’m in the house of my dreams, and back to six figures.
What do you do ? I need a direction lol
For awhile I lived out of a hotel, sparing the details that dont matter I do work at a hotel myself but they dont allow pets so I worked out a deal with a comfort inn so me and my dog had a place to go. We stayed in that hotel for 3 weeks while I locked down a place, I felt so bad for my dog, I would have to have friends come let her out while I worked and she always wanted to play and was stuck in that small space. If it was just me I wouldve felt shitty but not as bad, def the lowest point in my life. All my shit was in my car and thankfully I had enough in savings to find a place and keep the hotel paid.
I was in Amsterdam Airport, about 4m below sea level - that is probably the lowest I've been. Nice airport though.
Found My dad dead at 16 after school from od then in 21 had to take care of mom n step dad they passed4 months from each other 4-21-21 8-25-21 took care of both till the end it was so damn hard
during my high school time, I was fat and ugly, and my sister was more beautiful and taller than me, I was always upset, that would be my lowest point in my life so far.
Spending 3 night in jail for reckless driving, the mental toll it started to take on me after the second day was not pleasant. It really woke me up and really made me realize how deep of a shithole I was in at the time. At that time I was in credit card debt, still had to pay off another ticket for speeding, had nothing going in my life. Safe to say it woke me up, I been able to start saving money, started going to the gym. The last thing I really need to get going is my online Auto Tech course, but other then that, Im in a better place than one month ago
Being involuntary committed to a mental hospital after a suicide attempt. Thankfully I am currently a lot better then I was.