What was the lowest/worst point in your life?

Phoenixsunflr

When did you hit rock bottom? What was the situation and how did you dig yourself out of it?! And what did you learn from it?

Im sending out this questions because to you guys because i am interested to know what we are all going through Individually. It’s a topic we rarely discuss and want everyone to realise that you not alone even though it feels like that most of the time. We are all going through something gut wrenching and painful that we can’t even tell our nearest and dearest. So be brave and share your stories. I’m certain it will help another person ❤️
Love you guys ❤️

glovepuppet

My childhood. I grew up in poverty, with undiagnosed autism, with an emotionally unstable, control freak mother who had substance and then alcohol abuse issues (due to her own abusive childhood).
My adult life has been up and down, but it's all been better than my childhood.

I was considerably underweight for most of my life, until about the age of 23. It's been up and down since then, but I'm in a good place now.

Versicolour

The worst moment of my life was when my (then) husband held a knife to my throat and the look on his eyes told me I would not live through the night.
Miraculously I did survive and every day since then has been a gift and I keep getting better.

ghudson92

Versicolour wrote: »

The worst moment of my life was when my (then) husband held a knife to my throat and the look on his eyes told me I would not live through the night.
Miraculously I did survive and every day since then has been a gift and I keep getting better.

Wow. I am so pleased you got out of there safely!

ghudson92

My lowest point was last December. The night before Christmas eve. A culmination of events caused me to wonder my value on this planet and I was in a pretty dark place. Had been for a long time. It was in that moment my little kitty, who was not a lap cat, came and sat on me, purring and giving me kisses. I figured he needed me, even if no one else did. He isn't around anymore, but I am thankfully.

Versicolour

ghudson92 wrote: »

My lowest point was last December. The night before Christmas eve. A culmination of events caused me to wonder my value on this planet and I was in a pretty dark place. Had been for a long time. It was in that moment my little kitty, who was not a lap cat, came and sat on me, purring and giving me kisses. I figured he needed me, even if no one else did. He isn't around anymore, but I am thankfully.

Animals are angels in disguise. I am glad you had him and that are still around 🤗

Versicolour

tams_89 wrote: »

When I was 18 and pregnant with my 1st son my then boyfriend started taking drugs. He stole everything I had, mentally abused me until I felt like I had no one else. He would not leave my house when I asked him. I got a job to try and save to get me and my son out of there and the 2nd day I came home to him so high he couldn't speak, my little one had woken up and was crying. That day I took my baby and left, the council wouldn't help me and basically we was homeless for 6 months. I had to fight to get rehomed, we had nothing and had to start again but it was the best thing I ever did.

You are a strong woman! Mental abuse is no joke. Just because the scars and bruises are not visible, does not mean they aren't there

ghudson92

tams_89 wrote: »

When I was 18 and pregnant with my 1st son my then boyfriend started taking drugs. He stole everything I had, mentally abused me until I felt like I had no one else. He would not leave my house when I asked him. I got a job to try and save to get me and my son out of there and the 2nd day I came home to him so high he couldn't speak, my little one had woken up and was crying. That day I took my baby and left, the council wouldn't help me and basically we was homeless for 6 months. I had to fight to get rehomed, we had nothing and had to start again but it was the best thing I ever did.

I'm so sorry you went through that, and really admire your strength and courage. I have been a victim of mental abuse too, it's actually what led me to my post above. So pleased you and your little one are doing well.

scarlets640

My lowest point was my mother taking an overdose due to depression in 1996 at the time I was bein treated for high blood pressure and it was my medication she used sadly she didn’t survive it and it’s played on my mind ever since .

cbstewart88

This happened a number of years ago: I had just gotten my first "real job". I was making pretty good money for the first time in my life and decided to purchase a small condo. Shortly thereafter, I splurged and bought a little, red convertible - something I had always dreamed of owning. Well, about six months after these indulgences, I was unceremoniously let go from my job. I was devastated and scared. Now what?? I didn't have a penny of savings.

So I had lunch with a woman who had always been somewhat of a mentor to me. She didn't pull any punches. She said I had always talked about starting my own business and now was the time. It was a sign, she said, so get over it and get your a** in gear. I sat down, drew up a business plan, and never looked back. Sure I struggled at first - got WAY behind in my mortgage and lived on instant mashed potatoes and bologna sandwiches for a long time. Didn't have a stick of furniture in my place, just a mattress on the floor, but I didn't care - I was FREE!!

So now I am retired. I look back on that time fondly now as it set me on the path of a great adventure. I long ago sold the condo and little red convertible. But the words of that wise woman (who is no longer with us I am sad to say) -I have carried with me to this day.

nighthawk584

1975 for me. Two of my friends age 12 & 13 were murdered by a transient serial killer in Nebraska. Lost a lot of my childhood innocence because of that. I mean I have had many low points after that, but it could be a reason why I have anxiety issues and depression starting at around age 15 throughout my life.

Teenybudda

Foooooooooo so many.. it's weird but they're all cut into sections in my mind, they almost feel like a story I've heard at some point rather than part of my reality.
Luckily (well depending on how you look at it) most of the really bad stuff happened when I was a kid so it almost went over my head? Like how people say kids are more resilient than adults because they don't understand that magnitude of a situation?
That said I'm still kinda *kitten* up by it all so who's to say! 🤣

Most recent darkest of dark times was when when I got a form of PND after I had my daughter. My world crumbled and I wouldn't wish that on anyone. 😱

Reckoner68

There have been a lot of events that I think should feel like the lowest point for me but they don’t, for some reason. Maybe cause I made it through the other side? I dunno. I guess my struggle is trying to make sure I make it through the dark times to come, it’s not always easy to keep goin

nooshi713

A few years ago with my ex. He was a narcissist. I was also estranged from my father during that time.

laprimaJenny

I’ve had many low points in my life, but one of the worst would of had to be when I left home at 15 years old because of a severely toxic situation that I couldn’t deal with anymore. I was in and out of the hospital because I was extremely suicidal at the time. At 16 I was kicked out of the group home I lived in because I kept sneaking out at night to go bar hoping. I was extremely lost and confused at the time and drinking was the only way to mask my pain. I’m grateful for those years because it’s given me an understanding of life from many different perspectives. Most of all I’m grateful that when I was 17 I was introduced to God. Regardless if it was a crutch at the time or not, it changed me and helped to form me into the person I am today.

maxme1

When that double ultimate bean burrito worked its way through my human waste canal, eventually exploding with such ferocity that the porcelain throne resembled a work of art from Andy Warhol

LyndaBSS

I lost my husband to ALS last year. I had stopped working about three years prior to become his caregiver.

Having to watch the body of a once vibrant and strong man literally waste away in front of me was horrible. He felt he was a burden and worthless. I couldn't change his mind.

I woke up that last day to find he had died during the night. I still attempted CPR on him, but he'd been gone too long. Part of me still feels responsible for not saving him.

Since then, I've been suffering from anxiety, depression and PTSD. It's a long and lonely road after losing my soul mate. ❤

Miss_Chievous_

I've been at my lowest for almost 1 year now, so much has happened, I lost loved ones (my best friend, the father of my kids) then I got really sick and I didn't think I'd be here today... but I am! Some days lately... I still feel at my lowest but my wonderful children lift me up every day and give me that push to keep going. My life hasn't been easy I guess at the end of the day it's how you react to it. Sometimes it's hard to stay positive when you feel like you've lost so much.

seltzermint555

I think the worst point in my life so far was when there was a severe tornado that destroyed my home and a lot of my neighbors and acquaintances died. I was just so overcome with shock and grief that it was very hard to move forward, and I had a lot of guilt (survivor's guilt and guilt re: finances and insurance) that I'm still working to push through years later.

I have been through plenty of other bad/low times in life like finding my grandmother murdered when I was a teenager and living in a mold-infested trailer 150 lb overweight with 3 part-time jobs and barely surviving, but that tornado thing tops them all, for me.

noel2fit

When I was 21/22 just after college. My drinking and smoking were off the charts and I slept with everything that moved because I was desperately in love with a meth addict who couldn't have cared less about me. I remember hysterically drunk driving to pick him up at a bar where he'd mixed his pills and was oscillating between sobbing and fighting people/breaking furniture. A cop pulled me over, I told him I'd had a few drinks and sobbed about this guy and the cop gave me directions instead of stopping me. For the rest of the night after driving him home, he went back and forth between physically threatening me and crying in a puddle on the floor until he finally passed out.

hixa30

I had 2 family members in two different cities dying of cancer. They died 4 days apart. I got post traumatic stress disorder from that. I saw a counsellor for a number of years (around 30 sessions) who really helped.

What I still have trouble understanding was my ability to lose weight while they were dying.

I didn't really learn anything from that experience except that with the exception of the year I die, 2002 will be the worst year of my life.

ghudson92

FeelinFooFoo wrote: »

Iv had quite a few so it's a tough call. Wanting to end my life would have to be the lowest point. I called a help line and couldn't honestly believe that I had actually reached that point I just never thought that would happen to me. Its funny because we often go through life believing 'that will never happen to me' with a whole range of things.

I learnt a lot of valuable life lessons from that time, I learnt that not everyone is a arsehole and some people actually do want to help you, I learnt that I was made of stronger stuff than i ever could have imagined as I got through that episode of my life. I learnt just how fragile a human can be and when all hope is lost people can give up. It gave me a new perspective on suicide and perhaps, why people do it? I now work as a peer support practitioner and I am honoured that I was given a chance to turn all my negative life experiences into a job that can help others. No man is an island and we all need someone. I also realised that I felt unable to talk to anyone I knew about how I was feeling it's such a personal subject and I was so grateful that a help line existed that I could turn to. Those people really are life savers.

So pleased you are still with us and are helping other people

Vikka_V

I cycle

I can think of lots of low/worst points, but I have moved forward, for the most point, (if not, moved on)

My lows are low...I wallow, but thankfully my mind usually shifts quick...I sink and then swim

I think of my past and don't recognize that girl....a lot of my memories just seem like a (sad and/or bad) 'story' of another person...I can't associate it with myself, its not "me now"

...I have new problems


LovinLife❣❣

RastaLousGirl

The last year that I was with my ex, I lost a piece of my soul. The day I tried to leave him was horrible and I am blessed to still be here. I lost alot back then. But, I kept moving forward. And here I am, today, hoping to help bring strength to others whom may need it as I did back then.

sheldonz42

My worst time was when my daughter died just two weeks after my mother.

mtndewme

I’ve had lots of lowest points all horrible in their own way. I don’t know if anything is going to outshine my childhood in general. I bitterly cried myself to sleep every night for eight years. A child of various abuse, neglect. Things didn’t really get too much better into adulthood but at 30 I might be finally at a place where I feel like I have a future. I finally started to fear death a year ago and that was significant to me that I had something to live for.

lauragreenbaum

The first time I discovered my now ex husband cheating on me. We'd only been married a year and I was so in love and trusted him with my life. It almost destroyed me. I said I forgave him, believed him when he said he'd never do it again, went to therapy, etc. 14 years later I discovered he was at it again. It wasn't as hard on me the second time...Part of me always expected it one day. But now I'm free of him.

TheChristianSimone

Right now as all the escapism is gone and the desire to be greater, skinny or fit and not at all able to get the needed support is crushing. I am good to put on my makeup to at least not look haggard but inside its a wash. I know the cost of attempting to end my life as that has been ventured but alas failed.

I am focusing on just trying to workout, not do any basic self soothing and just be exactly the person I desired to be. Check in on your strong friends pals.

glovepuppet

mtndewme wrote: »

I’ve had lots of lowest points all horrible in their own way. I don’t know if anything is going to outshine my childhood in general. I bitterly cried myself to sleep every night for eight years. A child of various abuse, neglect. Things didn’t really get too much better into adulthood but at 30 I might be finally at a place where I feel like I have a future. I finally started to fear death a year ago and that was significant to me that I had something to live for.

The instant I realised I was pregnant, I discovered fear of death. It's a weird feeling, right? I went to do something I'd done without thinking for years, and suddenly I was afraid of all of the ways it could possibly go wrong. Like, you've been afraid before, but it's just not the same. I think you're the first person I've read/heard taking about this!

Congratulations on finding the fear.

LivingtheLeanDream

For me the worst thing is losing our 20 month old grandson suddenly and without warning... That happened 12 weeks ago so I still very raw from that. He was our world.

So many people hurting here, may God give you the comfort that He has and continues to give me.

PAFC84

LivingtheLeanDream wrote: »

For me the worst thing is losing our 20 month old grandson suddenly and without warning... That happened 12 weeks ago so I still very raw from that. He was our world.

So many people hurting here, may God give you the comfort that He has and continues to give me.

I’m very sorry to hear that.