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2006-11-07 10:39:04 · 20 answers · asked by Pretty me :) 3 in Arts & Humanities Philosophy

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I would have to reach back to my younger years when I was 15 years old and my Dad died.......it was a depressing time and the first time I saw death in front of my very own eyes!! It was so devastating to see my Dad go the way he did......from a strong vibrant Man to a feeble nothingness Man at the end.....Cancer kills more the the person it effects......it destroys the family in which that person came from and forever leaves a lasting memory of defeat......I wouldn't want to experience this again but unfortunately both my youngest brother and oldest brother also died from similar circumstances......oldest 8 years ago & youngest 3 years ago....dont know why Im sharing this with you all but maybe somehow the message will go out to all of you not to take Life for granted and for all the petty little differences you may have with loved ones....let it go.....give your loved ones and hug and a kiss because you never know when its gonna happen.......death has no boundries and knows no race or nationality!!! God Bless You All!!!!

2006-11-07 11:00:08 · answer #1 · answered by fxbeto 4 · 0 0

Post cold war economy. The shedding of hunger for less consumption after the bomb threat gave us so much was a big adjustment. The library was stocked with Pre-Columbian Art, the lectures were stellar like Ellie Wiesel and the first female computer designer, the Bug story and all, and yet out tuition of $over 10,000 per year that we borrowed was small compared to the $60 billion stackin g up at Microsoft and yet we stood outside outside our basic programming courses with a B and no classes attended at 8 am while Calc gave a D and family members made the damn course. Hiding the Kennedy curse so close, we prayed oh God, please don't let us be the cause of the Marilyn Kennedy situation. We loved John and Jackie and Carolyne, the chin and the nose being the family trait, not the money. Ask the Shrivers what that chin means to a woman. It is broadcastings shadow you can't find in the males. Sorry, Ted. Oh, by the way, I can cancel the curse thing so fast your balls will never sweat, 1-815-335-3805, it's unlisted and voted today thank you. No, Jack is not coming back, he died from a bullet.

2006-11-07 10:52:07 · answer #2 · answered by little kiss from the sun 2 · 0 0

Right now is the roughest time of my life. I came out last year have had to deal with a lot of rejection, betrayal, being constantly lied to, heartache. Even though it's hard i would'nt trade it for the world, i'm learning just how strong i really am.

2006-11-07 12:19:34 · answer #3 · answered by ~?~ 2 · 0 0

The roughest time in my life was when my 21 year old son died unexpectedly.

At times it is close to unbearable

2006-11-07 19:06:05 · answer #4 · answered by clcalifornia 7 · 0 0

The roughest is usually the most painful.

2006-11-07 11:50:14 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

My roughest was moving to the US form Greece.

2006-11-07 10:46:29 · answer #6 · answered by IcanHelpyou:) 3 · 0 0

My childhood in general--being abused SUCKED. But specifically, when I was twelve. I was just entering the glorious time of life known as puberty (tough enough on its own) but my mom got really depressed and went into hyper-***** mode and made my life hell. That was when I became mentally ill myself, and I felt so alone and crazy and like such a horrible person.

Now that I've been mentally ill for more than half my life, I'm kinda used to it, but being depressed back then was so scary for a kid. And nobody noticed, or if they did, they didn't do or even say anything about it. My mom got more and more abusive, and I became more and more isolated and withdrawn--I felt totally abandoned. I thought I'd been born just to suffer--I thought God had given me to my family just so my mother could have somebody to hurt, like I was performing some kind of public service. I actually thought I deserved to be abused! I didn't even see it as abuse then--I just thought I was a horrible person who was a burden and I needed to be hurt to pay me back for all the trouble I caused.

What a crock of sh!t that time was in my life!

2006-11-07 11:26:54 · answer #7 · answered by SlowClap 6 · 0 0

My transition from being a child to becoming a teenager therefor understanding life in general.

2006-11-07 10:55:10 · answer #8 · answered by ? 2 · 0 0

My whole child hood was rough but a specific moment would be when my dad died. I was 14 and that was the hardest thing I have ever been through.

2006-11-07 10:45:48 · answer #9 · answered by Led*Zep*Babe 5 · 0 0

my teenage years ....I spend a year and a half in reform school..if I had the chance to do it all over again.. I would've finish school..and stayed out of trouble..there's an old saying... you can learn more with your mouth shut...

2006-11-07 11:53:35 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

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