theres two , the birth of my children.
2007-12-29 03:07:31
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answer #1
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answered by ? 3
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yes. It's not very good. I got attacked and that changed my personality and perpective on people and society, and couldn't go out for a very long time. I've tried very hard to break that cycle and tell myself that not everyone is like that, but the image still manifests into my head and when I do go it's like a struggle. I still can't even walk down that part of my town without getting panicky but I still have to try. I'm much better now but the picture will never erase from my mind.
2007-12-29 03:14:14
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answer #2
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answered by GirlUK07 3
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Life in the army.
Before I went to the army, I always my elders and seniors. Literally speaking, I felt like a little kid. I also feared when I went to the army, I would be punished and whipped like a kid.
The beauty of it was that when I went there, I realized they didn't treat me like that. This is not to say it was smooth sailing. There were unpleasant moments. But, while I was there, I realized no one can treat me like a kid anymore. Nobody can whip you. Nobody can touch you physically. If anyone can do that, it will be a police case. Any verbal scoldings can literally be discarded after the scolding.
Through this, I got to learn I cannot treat my employer like my stern school principal. In fact, any sternness exhibited by my employer amounted to nothing. It is the job that counts.
I really owed my army colleagues on this. There were really good.
2007-12-29 03:17:20
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answered by Sleuth! 3
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Yes there is.
It happened only 11 weeks ago.
I got on the tube to go to work, I sat next to a guy who thought it was o to have his elbow in my ribs, taing over my seat as well as his own.
I asked him to move his arm, he said no, I think I asked again, he said no, I then mentioned personal space, he said first come first served. I looked away, then back at him, he smirked at me and purposefully jabbed me with his elbow a couple of times, I defended myself by bachanding him to make him stop.
He hit me, then got up and punched me. I was wearing my glasses, he blinded me in one eye, severed my eyelid in 2 places and made a 4cm break in my orbital floor which now has a titanium plate.
I can never walk away from this, every morning I wake up and it is there. When I walk down the road, when I am in a shop and don't see the lady with her shopping trolley, when I catch sight of myself in a mirror. Nothing will ever be the same again. I am a photographer, I need my sight, I am a person, I need my sight.
2007-12-29 03:21:33
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answered by blind sided 2
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There are three, two of which are too violent to post (but both made me a stronger person) but watching my grandmother pass on is an image that i will carry with me forever, it was the first time that i had seen someone that i loved die and it shook me to my core, mainly because i was only eight.
2007-12-29 03:11:04
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answered by ? 1
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Yes a couple, one is wonderful and the other is awful, but both incidents changed me forever.
2007-12-29 03:12:08
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answered by xXPrincessXx 3
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The moment we were told my sister was killed, the birth of my children, the death of my parents. And many others in good and bad ways along the way....just not as powerful.
2007-12-29 03:10:57
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answered by Anonymous
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yep..a couple of things..unfortunately not very nice things either..both have affected me and changed me..but i walked away from them and im stronger for it, they still get me down and hold me back from time to time which is a shae. but what can you do? gotta learn to live with it i guess,
2007-12-29 03:07:36
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answered by Anonymous
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