What's one thing that happened to you that made you realize you'd had enough, or made you spiral or snap. Something done by a teacher? A family member? A coworker? Some thing that made you realize that you were too good for them? Or you needed to cut things off?
#1
My best friend died suddenly in December of 2023. I have not felt like life is worth living since then.
5points
#2
I had a legit mental breakdown on Christmas day. I moved my mom in with me, almost a year ago now. She got kicked out of where she was living, had nowhere to go, while also being treated for stage 3 cancer, so I've been her caregiver since.
My mom and I haven't had the best relationship. I've come to realize that she is very immature and has never really been a responsible adult. I love my mom, but due to her choices in life, there have been periods of time where I've had minimal contact with her. I have 2 sisters that don't even acknowledge that they have a mother and they haven't bothered with her for 20+ years. Mainly because of her selfish and narcissistic tendencies and the choices my mom made, so I've had no help, at all caring for her.
Fortunately, my mom has had very minimal side effects from chemo/radiation. She has no income and hadn't worked for months before the diagnosis, so financially she's costing me a bit.
There's so much more involved with this story but way too much to get into, now that I've started typing it out. I essentially snapped because I was sick of being disrespected, hurt, used, etc and I couldn't deal with it any longer.
It's not fair or right, I didn't sign up for this and I d**n well don't deserve to be treated that way, especially by someone who definitely has never won a mother of the year award. Not to mention I could be kicked out of my one bedroom apartment for having my mom here, on top of everything else.
Right before the new year, I took my mom to an appointment she had with her primary care and told him a bit about what was really going on. I pretty much broke down to him and told him that I can't provide the care that she needs any longer and I was hoping he could help me get her into some type of assisted living or nursing facility. I'm 100% permanently and totally disabled myself, mainly due to my time in the military, but it's not going to do any good if we're both on the floor and can't get up or if I get kicked out for having her live with me, we'd both be homeless. I'm glad to report that a couple of days into the new year, I got my mom into a care home and things seem to be getting better each day. I hope it continues to stay like this.
My mom and I haven't had the best relationship. I've come to realize that she is very immature and has never really been a responsible adult. I love my mom, but due to her choices in life, there have been periods of time where I've had minimal contact with her. I have 2 sisters that don't even acknowledge that they have a mother and they haven't bothered with her for 20+ years. Mainly because of her selfish and narcissistic tendencies and the choices my mom made, so I've had no help, at all caring for her.
Fortunately, my mom has had very minimal side effects from chemo/radiation. She has no income and hadn't worked for months before the diagnosis, so financially she's costing me a bit.
There's so much more involved with this story but way too much to get into, now that I've started typing it out. I essentially snapped because I was sick of being disrespected, hurt, used, etc and I couldn't deal with it any longer.
It's not fair or right, I didn't sign up for this and I d**n well don't deserve to be treated that way, especially by someone who definitely has never won a mother of the year award. Not to mention I could be kicked out of my one bedroom apartment for having my mom here, on top of everything else.
Right before the new year, I took my mom to an appointment she had with her primary care and told him a bit about what was really going on. I pretty much broke down to him and told him that I can't provide the care that she needs any longer and I was hoping he could help me get her into some type of assisted living or nursing facility. I'm 100% permanently and totally disabled myself, mainly due to my time in the military, but it's not going to do any good if we're both on the floor and can't get up or if I get kicked out for having her live with me, we'd both be homeless. I'm glad to report that a couple of days into the new year, I got my mom into a care home and things seem to be getting better each day. I hope it continues to stay like this.
5points
#3
Our company went on a "cost cutting and right-sizing" kick because they had underbid a contract and had to radically cut costs to have any hope of making a profit on the job.
They let a bunch of people go, then instituted pay cuts for those who remained. More work, less pay.
That was it for me.
They let a bunch of people go, then instituted pay cuts for those who remained. More work, less pay.
That was it for me.
4points
#4
I was running a day-long software training course that I'd run dozens of times before. At one point, I was writing on the whiteboard, and I suddenly could hear myself talking - and I realised that I'd been pretty much doing the whole day on auto-pilot. I decided I had to move on and get a new challenge.
3points
#5
My wife was k****d in a car accident as a pedestrian so I moved halfway round the world.
3points
#6
I became a triple amputee because of the evil SEPSIS 10.5 years ago. My official amputation date of losing both of my legs is coming in February. I’ve struggled with existing every day since but for the last year or so it’s been explicitly clear to me that I shouldn’t and don’t want to be here.
I have fought to stay here because my niece and nephews are young and I focused on them to get through each day and year but now they’re getting older I know they’ll be fine without me.
I’ve had ideas for years on how to ‘leave’ and my biggest though every single day and every time I’m out is that it would be SO EASY to drive into a power pole.. I just haven’t done that because I’d feel bad that some random has to find me and then there’d be complete weirdos that stop to just take photos of my body. So I haven’t done it.
I get stared at EVERYWHERE we go. People point and make comments, some have even made it their purpose to make everyone around us hear what they say and yes, I’ve developed pretty thick skin but it still gets annoying.
I’ve had people literally come up to me and ask how I leave the house looking the way I do, how do my parents let me leave the house?’as though I’m not a fully independent person. I’ve had guys tell each other —loudly— in front of me that ‘she’s cute but she’s damaged/broken ‘goods’’. (didn’t realise I was a robot!!).
And my two “favourites” are that I am an abomination and that “I should’ve just died”… Yeah. That totally helps with the non-existent self-esteem.
I HATE what I look like and what I am now and I struggle every day but now the kids are getting older. I know they’ll be alright when my time comes. Whether it’s because of self choice or fate.
I have fought to stay here because my niece and nephews are young and I focused on them to get through each day and year but now they’re getting older I know they’ll be fine without me.
I’ve had ideas for years on how to ‘leave’ and my biggest though every single day and every time I’m out is that it would be SO EASY to drive into a power pole.. I just haven’t done that because I’d feel bad that some random has to find me and then there’d be complete weirdos that stop to just take photos of my body. So I haven’t done it.
I get stared at EVERYWHERE we go. People point and make comments, some have even made it their purpose to make everyone around us hear what they say and yes, I’ve developed pretty thick skin but it still gets annoying.
I’ve had people literally come up to me and ask how I leave the house looking the way I do, how do my parents let me leave the house?’as though I’m not a fully independent person. I’ve had guys tell each other —loudly— in front of me that ‘she’s cute but she’s damaged/broken ‘goods’’. (didn’t realise I was a robot!!).
And my two “favourites” are that I am an abomination and that “I should’ve just died”… Yeah. That totally helps with the non-existent self-esteem.
I HATE what I look like and what I am now and I struggle every day but now the kids are getting older. I know they’ll be alright when my time comes. Whether it’s because of self choice or fate.
2points