Severe suicidal depression.
2007-10-08 11:50:53
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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Last year my husband was diagnosed with 2nd stage Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma and we both thought that he would die. It's not the first time he's had it, and probably won't be the last.
We both had to face some very difficult trials and our marriage nearly went under because of me being unable to handle some things. I felt like I was dying, knowing I was going to lose him, and I pushed him away and hid inside so that I wouldn't get hurt. I can't forgive myself for not being supportive enough for him.
I never want to experience that again.
2007-10-08 19:43:20
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answer #2
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answered by Grotty Bodkin is not dead!!! 5
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Oddly, it wasn't ending my own life. It was thinking about how I almost went through with it, after the fact.
I was in pain. Physical, and emotional. My life and my mind have crashed down, around me, in the past couple of years. I no longer had a strong grasp on the reality of my own thoughts. I could no longer make it through the day; literally.
So, after an extreme breakdown, one night, I looked in the mirror, straight into my own eyes, and said to myself, "I am going to die tonight."
I was empty. Numb. My existence was no longer of any benefit to me. And I'm still in this very same position, now.
But I'm alive. I'm not sure, yet, if I made the right choice, in doing so. However, thinking back on that time now; I won't go into detail, but it's the closest brush with death I've ever had, and thinking about it, hurts me. So much, inside.
Therefore, it was not the act itself, that was hard. It's thinking about it, now.
2007-10-08 13:40:52
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answered by Anonymous
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There have been more then one thing in this life I have had to face that I thought i could not.My childhood,having an alcoholic father,a mother who was suffering with depression.2 twin sisters with mental illness,a husband who thought he could hit me.A 2nd husband who was precious and the love of my life who picked up heroin after our child was diagnosed with a rare genetic difference and with autistic behaviors.And with all of this I still love and trust God for perfection in me to love deeper,stay longer,and be changed.Someday this will not matter all of the hardest things will have made me a better person.I can face life because of Christ living in me and through me.Shalom
2007-10-08 12:03:33
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answered by Anonymous
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It's a toss up between watching my father die a slow and excruciatingly painful death, and holding my stillborn niece.
God is good!
Edit: I agree with the first reply as well. Depression's a tough b*tch.
Another edit: Oh, and the last few days have also been pretty damn difficult. My mother lost both her brother and sister within a week's time. Guess that was her reward for being a devout Catholic.
2007-10-08 11:56:47
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answered by Anonymous
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To see my parents decline mentally and physically.
My dad has alzheimers and has a bad heart. Mom has breathing difficulties and dizzy spells. They live over 1000 miles away and cannot move here due to the humidity. Because dad wanders and Mom falls easily, they live in a nursing home as they need constant supervision.
When my parents end up in the hospital, should I pray for them to get better, or should I pray for God to take them home to heaven? To get better means they can go back to the nursing home. To pray that God takes them home to heaven feels like I don't care about them.
2007-10-08 12:02:24
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answer #6
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answered by Searcher 7
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All said and done, I believe the hardest thing any of us has to face is our own mortality.
2007-10-08 11:52:16
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answered by Jayman 3
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I've been very lucky in that nobody close to me has died. The hardest thing for me, like your first answerer, has been severe depression.
2007-10-08 12:11:11
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answered by Darth Cheney 7
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The deaths of two children at the same time.
2007-10-08 11:57:31
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answered by Anonymous
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the death of my wife in a tragic automobile accident, leaving me and my daughters, who were 10 months and 2-1/2 years old at the time.
2007-10-08 11:54:57
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answered by Anonymous
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