We've all had them, share yours.
The circumstances leading up to it, how you handled it and your recovery.
The 'darkest' time in my life (if you really want to call it that) is probably when my mother basically kicked me out of home, not long after she found out she was pregnant with my sister. I was 17 at the time.
My life pretty much went into a downward spiral.
I quit school and started drinking a lot, to the point of blacking out on occasion. I was getting into trouble a lot and ended up moving back home again, only to get into arguments with my mother. I'd then move back out again as soon as I could, which resulted in more trouble. This back and forth went on for years. I was in my mid 30's before I finally managed to settle down and not continue getting into so much trouble.
I think the birth of my daughter helped me settled down eventually. Mind you, it took about 10 years after her birth for that to happen. I'm still not completely settled. Raising my daughter has required a lot of responsibility and that is something I still hate.
I grew up quick, never had anyone there to understand me or the weight on my shoulders at such a young age. Due to my upraising I was socially awkward, we moved constantly. I built a bad habit out of not connecting with people, simply because most of them left(well, I did). Then I found a friend like me, who understood why I was like this and had been through the same scenarios as me. Held onto this friend for sometime, then watched someone take my words twisted, contorted them against me. To see the only person you had turn their back on you for something you never did is unlike any physical pain I've felt. Even in my time in the service.
I had night-terrors for weeks, food lost its taste, my walls became my only spectators to this event. You know, the brain reacts the same way to physical trauma as it does to abandonment. I wasn't the same anymore and never was really. Some people around me noticed it, they picked me out of it. Took me 7 months to shake it off.
The circle of individuals who held me up are still here and their loyalty was returned with interest. I eventually built up the strength to forgive the one who twisted my words out of petty gain. We're acquaintances and occasionally keep in contact to this day. Never could forgive the one who left, don't know if I will. Don't care at this point either.
by SystematicI grew up quick, never had anyone there to understand me or the weight on my shoulders at such a young age. Due to my upraising I was socially awkward, we moved constantly. I built a bad habit out of not connecting with people, simply because most of them left(well, I did). Then I found a friend like me, who understood why I was like this and had been through the same scenarios as me. Held onto this friend for sometime, then watched someone take my words twisted, contorted them against me. To see the only person you had turn their back on you for something you never did is unlike any physical pain I've felt. Even in my time in the service.
I had night-terrors for weeks, food lost its taste, my walls became my only spectators to this event. You know, the brain reacts the same way to physical trauma as it does to abandonment. I wasn't the same anymore and never was really. Some people around me noticed it, they picked me out of it. Took me 7 months to shake it off.
The circle of individuals who held me up are still here and their loyalty was returned with interest. I eventually built up the strength to forgive the one who twisted my words out of petty gain. We're acquaintances and occasionally keep in contact to this day. Never could forgive the one who left, don't know if I will. Don't care at this point either.
Interesting. Didn't you say you and your target broke up because someone badmouthed you to her too? Why do people close to you keep believing the bad stuff someone with bad intentions says about you?
Systematic: "I eventually built up the strength to forgive the one who twisted my words out of petty gain."
You're more trusting than I am. I've seen over and over that people don't change, they simply adapt, and such a move is simply opening yourself to that happening to you again should the chance arise. There'd have to be something with enough weight to make it worth that risk.
Reaper: "Raising my daughter has required a lot of responsibility and that is something I still hate."
Do you see yourself returning to that sort of life once she's out on her own?
Because I don't see the point of arguing over rumors. Too good for that, I let my actions speak for themselves.
Plus, with my solitary behavior and simply ignoring the situation people are more inclined to believe what they are being fed, rather than inquire and obtain the truth for themselves.