A moment of reflection: What is the hardest personal experience that you have tried to come to terms with?

Answer 1

Oh dear where do I start?

When I was 10, me and my family were forced to move out of our country only because of our Muslim heritage (I'm talking about the war in Bosnia in the early '90s). I'm still grieving after my lost childhood to be honest. Not to mention what horros this pair of eyes has seen. Horrible.

When I was 19 my boyfriend was killed in a car accident. It's one of the hardest things I had to deal with.

I was raped when I was 20 and had my rapist's child. Even today, 6 years later, I'm dealing with that. I don't want to come off sounding mean or evil, but it's extremely hard to love a child you never really wanted. But I'm doing my best.

My spiritual bottom was when I got into depths of Islam and when I was stuck with a no way out. Realising that there is no god was extremely hard for me. Still recalling that sense of blasphemy I felt while even giving such possibility a thought.

The past three months have been extremely hard for me. I call it my ''cleansing'' period because I decided that it's high time I did that dirty laundry and sorted my baggage. I'm still in the process of doing that, only this time I have a wonderful man in my life who's patient enough to wait for me :)

EDIT: You know what's funny? I'm here one hour later after I responded and I'm thinking what a soap-opera my life has been. Damn, I'm only 26 and I've been through hell and fire. Maybe my boyfriend's right after all. I should write a book one day. I certainly have a lot to tell others.
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Answer 2

When I started to question my beliefs a few years ago, it started a chain reaction of events that never in my wildest dreams did I think I would ever go through.
My sister "cornered" me on the phone demanding to know where I stood, as did other family members.
When I finally "came out"....I lost 99.9% of contact with my family and 100% contact with lifelong friends.
And because of the way I was raised those were the only friends I had.
The only way I made it was because I had married someone who doesn't share my beliefs.
The physical stress on my body, let alone the emotional, has been such that once we get our medicaid taken care of I am going to have to deal with the physical repercussions.
I have gotten through the emotional part mostly in the last year only because I have been lucky or blessed enough to meet a few wonderful friends who have been very helpful to me.
Learning how to look at the world completely different has been pretty hard.
I.e. little things like planning for the future. There was this idea that I would probably not have to worry about retirement because "the end was so close".

Mind you I have had other "bad" things happen to me, but this has been the worst. The isolation has been very difficult.

Not to mention having my mother write me saying I was from the devil.

Answer 3

It was not really one single experience, but a combination of things that happened in a very short space of time. I went from being fairly well off to having absolutely nothing in about a week (thank you Asian currency crisis), as a result of this I went into a depression and my wife started sleeping with someone else.

I borrowed money from my parents for an airticket back to London (THAT was the moment I realized I had failed completely) and took a part time waiters job. I stopped drinking and drugs, cleaned up my act and when I felt I was ready, took steps to start over again.

That was over 10 years ago and it seems to have worked

Answer 4

Having to admit that for the first 25 years of my life I'd been taken in by the religion I was brought up in. I hit rock bottom. I had no faith, no hope, no point of reference. For 10 years, I wandered in a spiritual wilderness.

Then, 11 years ago, I became a Christian. You see, it never does to throw the baby out with the bath-water. OK, I'd been duped and fed a bunch of untruths about the Bible in general and the person of Christ in particular. But that did not mean the Bible was wrong or that Christ does not exist. Oh, happy day! Sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you realise you need some help.

Answer 5

I was a victim of crime 28 years ago.

I spent the subsequent 14 years drunk just to stand myself.

My son saved my life over 14 years ago.

I have come to terms with it for the most part. I believe that we plan our lives before we get here, so I have to ask myself, "What the hell were you thinking Sharon?"

Answer 6

All of my life's difficulties I have come to terms with, gotten over, and moved on from (thankfully). But the most difficult one I've had to overcome so far was being molested as a child.

Answer 7

forgiving those who abused me early in my life. i still have fleeting thoughts sometimes and occassionally, a nightmare will still sneak up on me, but i carry JESUS in my heart and by the grace of GOD, i have survived and continue to live my life the best way i know how. i have been blessed with three wonderful children and i have truly in my heart forgiven those who in the past had hurt me physically and emotionally and sexually. the scars are still there but the devil is a liar and i will not lie down and be a victim . GOD gave me the courage and strength to move on and He opened up my heart so i can forgive and not hold grudges, so i can lead a beautiful life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS.

Answer 8

My divorce from a person who claimed to be a Christian who was very abusive. He also went to prison for crimes that I won't even put in writing.

Answer 9

Loading dead Iraqi Bodies on/in the back of a truck stacked like cord wood, The stench, the images,
All caused me to question our existance on this planet..and in my search..I found God.
And now understand why there is so much pain and suffering and why God allows so much evil in this world.

Answer 10

In one moment, I lost my friends, my business, my house, and my car, all due to a monumental betrayal by someone I considered worthy of my trust and affection.
that was almost 3 years ago, and I'm still trying to overcome it.