The Worst Thing Eva

describe the worst things you ever had to go through.

 

That would have to be a toss up between having a gun pointed at my head, or taking one of my friends to an abortion clinic on my birthday. Both happened in 2 consecutive days.

 

Letting go of my love was, is and will be the worst thing I've ever had to go through.

 

id have to say that having to give the bad news that someone has died

 

confirmation

 

So far, probably moving to Alabama... It may not be THE worst, but it's definantly up there.

 

Leaving my god-daughter behind so that I could come to university...

Holly

 

I had to learn I had an almost 8 year old daughter, but not where she was living. Then after I amde a move I learned she was living very close to where I shoulda gone, but didnt because I didnt know she was there.

 

a cement wall. it was very painful.

 

mine is too bad to share I have some pretty big skeletons in my closet

 

Being born; I had to go through a very small hole to find out it was not that bad in there after all.

 

i would have to say the helplessness of infancy with the preknowledge of what it had been like to live indipendently as an adult in previous lives. i think this is why we are advised to not try and remember them or maybe it was only myself who tried to tell myself that before being born into this world from wherever i had been between mortal lifetimes. there were other things about childhood that made it the most unpleasant time in my life. mostly they were a matter of knowing inescapably there was no way i'd be able to get away with trying to live by myself for more years yet to come then i had yet at that point been living on this earth. and i think as childhoods go, mine was one of in many ways the best and least abusive of the era i grew up in.

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I can't really say the worst thing eva because there are several...lol, but I'm sure if I sat here and wrote it all out 90% of it would be about my mother

Wait...No, I think the absolute worse thing EVER to me was watching my dad almost kill my mom...even though I understand what drove him to it, being 8 and watching my mother's face be broken into a thousand pieces with blood pouring out of her head while my father is sitting across her chest beating her in the face....that was pretty harsh.

ha, I made myself cry. I hated that shit. Thing is, SHE is the one that went to jail for it....after she got out of the hospital.

 

~Three weeks ago when I got the news that my grampa passed away. The dorms were totally empty that day & there was no one I could talk to.
~When my 'best friend' decided never to talk to me again just because I wasn't a frivilous pop-culture whore like she was.
~When I was 13, I saw my dad push my mom against a wall & clench his hands around her neck. ::holds moonshyne's hand::