I had a traumatic birth experience (baby is fine which is the most important thing, thank God) but that lead to very bad postpartum depression and alcoholism. Unfortunately, my spouse wasn’t very supportive and basically just told me I was being selfish. This all culminated with him telling me that our 3 month old baby would be better off without me and that I should kill myself. I wanted to die, but I couldn’t leave my baby. So I’m still here just trying my best every day. Coping with all my vices.
My birth mom killed herself on my 26th birthday and then a month later my adoptive father went into full clinical psychosis and tried to kill me for saying the F word in his presence. I now have PTSD unnecessarily. I’m 27.
Realising I’m alone and have to navigate life alone while being sick at times, tired at times, emotional at times, it’s hard. Genuinely hate having to thug it out alone and be an adult on my own
Probably having my apartment flood, then getting rear ended, then having my favorite uncle die suddenly and unexpectedly, all in the course of not quite two months. And that’s on top of the stuff adulthood has brought like chronic illness, constant bills, loss of faith in humanity, etcetera.
Finding my 16 year old daughter after she tried to unalive herself. Thankfully she survived and is doing really well now. But man I will never be able to get that out of my head. My poor baby was hurting so bad & there was nothing I could do to help her.
For any parents reading this who have lost a child, my heart is with you. That must be the worst thing in the world.
I’m 26 now, so I haven’t been an adult for that long, but my adulthood has been nowhere near as bad as my childhood, I grew up with super abusive parents and didn’t immediately get a chance to get help for my trauma. That led to me having a breakdown soon after moving out and going to college when I found out that bullying doesn’t end in high school. It was the most painful time of my life for a while, but the trauma had been building up for my whole life, and I got the chance to get help and get my adulthood on track to be much healthier than my childhood.
My mum abandoned me and my siblings (all adults) a year before she died and we were not informed she had died until 14 days after, she was young, she did have a lot of heart issues and was very unwell but withheld all of that from us. she has been gone 1 year on the 14th of April and my heart is broken more than I ever thought possible.
She was unrecognisable when I went to the funeral home to view her, she looked peaceful and not like she had been gone for 2 weeks but just not like herself, everything was different.
My dad died, all of my grandparents died, my first cat tragically died, my first rabbit tragically died, my marriage is ending, so yeah…not just one thing. Lol
Hard to pick between the gang rape, miscarrying my other rapist’s baby, the coma I was in after a suicide attempt, or the moment I learned the love of my life had been playing me like an idiot for years and every good thing I’d experienced in my adult life was a con that left me nearly homeless and alone with our kid. It’s been rough ngl.
I lost losing 7 people in the past 5 years. All within the time my first born was born. It gave me such anxiety about the world, and also my daughter losing her “village” because my village has died. Part of me has died with them. I feel like I’m not the same person anymore.
Became an extremely high-functioning, casual alcoholic. Not enough to kill me. But also not enough to avoid blood test scares. Not physically dependent after 20+ years (yet). But mentally locked-in due to being an extreme habit person in general. I’m a strict 6pm-10pm guy. Never driven drunk. Never lost time. No problems with work or family… I could stop at any time (I tell myself) if I really wanted to. But I….. don’t really want to?
Having my fiancée at the time cheat on me with a close friend multiple times before our wedding, and still have the nerve to let me invite said “friend” to the wedding. Her friends knew about it as well and didn’t say a single thing, shit they even gave speeches at our weeding about how amazing of a person she was. what was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life, is now of the worst as I feel like a total idiot * I am currently in the process of getting divorced from said fiancée who eventually become my wife (soon to be ex wife). I didn’t find this out until we were separated and she texted me the truth during one of her tantrums.
worst thing happened to me since become an adult was become an adult, rly it is like end of a life and starting another, which someone’s life you don’t know anything about.
Can’t see my friend at all since they still go to school and have to work during weekends. Honestly the loneliness is killing me. And it hurts to see them go out on Mondays without me
Uhm… Wow, I’m trying to think of the worst thing to happen to me and I just keep getting the same bad things happening over and over.
Losing my home more than once. My wife getting sick. My mom getting sick. (I had to be a caretaker for both of them and it was an awful experience.) My dad dying. My mom choosing tenants over me.
death of my father (46). he was a single dad so it’s been a hard year. i (24f) still have my grandmother (64), thank god, but it’s rough knowing i’m alone.
My mom died in 2015 while I was finishing up college. And then my dad had a stroke in September 2020. I have a severely handicapped brother (needed care 24/7) who was under my dad’s care when my mom died. So when my dad had his stroke, I had to take care of both him and my brother all by myself while also working full time. Easily the worst and darkest year of my life. The only thing that got me through was my boss at the time being very accommodating and my dad had the strongest will to recover as much as he could. Things also got better when I put my brother in a group home. Toughest decision I ever had to make.
Fiancée got addicted to Destiny 2 and decided gaming until 3 AM every fucking night was more important than our relationship. She ended up emotionally cheating with a unemployed loser in her raiding group.
My fiancé had a sudden psychotic break and violently attacked me. I thought he was going to kill me. He went to jail. He refused medical help over and over. Stalked me for awhile then finally left the state. It’s been a year, now. I feel like I’ve emerged from a deep pit. I picked myself up, dusted my ass off and got the fuck on with it. I’m healthier. I feel better than I have in years. But it was hard. We had a long and beautiful relationship and it came to a screeching, horrifying and ultimately unceremonious end. It was hands down the saddest and scariest time of my life.
My grandfather died suddenly of a heart attack, and less than a year later, my stepmother was diagnosed with ALS and passed away. They were each the glue that held both sides of my divorced family together, and losing them so close together left a deep void. The experience also instilled a fear of death/disease in me that took years to overcome.
I was in an abusive relationship. I lost my dream job because we worked together (he was hired thanks to me). He stayed and I had to leave. Ended up with no job, no apartment and chronic insomnia. Went to live with my parents, then moved about 8 times in one year.
Probably both the worst but also best thing that happened to me was when my partner blindsided me with a breakup last summer. We’d been together for coming up 4 years and had signed another year long lease for the flat we’d been living in together for 2 years, barely a couple months prior. I thought things were fine despite a few rough patches because of money and the fact we loved in Central London, but she told me she was unhappy and that things weren’t getting better, and that it was time to split up because she was too far detached.
I had weeks of constant panic attacks, I lost half a stone, I burst blood vessels in my face from the amount of crying I did (and have permanent marks under my eyelids). I spiralled into a deep self-hatred and lost almost thousands trying to get my life back together.
In an attempt to “fix” things, I forced myself to do the things which she’d said post-breakup that she wished I’d done (too little too late but ehh); started doing more things with people, went to therapy, and generally just tried to live happier. Through therapy, I learned to love myself and be kinder to myself, and through doing more with people I discovered some newer hobbies that I now love.
In hindsight, the bitter irony is that the things I wasn’t doing while we were together, I wasn’t doing them because we had to move to London for her work and I was constantly compromising on her terms. I was depressed and lost myself entirely. I’ve been so much happier since, and while I do miss the relationship at times, I recognise that I’m happier without it.
The worst thing? Realizing I was hiding way too much of myself.
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Adulthood hit like a truck. Bills, burnout, being told to “tone it down” just to fit in.
But l’ve always had a playful side…
A little tease, a little edge, a lot of curves-and I finally stopped hiding it.
Now? I express myself freely. And I get paid for it.
Confidence unlocked.
Come see what I mean-but don’t say I didn’t warn you.
My parents getting divorced after 32 years of marriage. My dad cheated on my mom and ran off with his mistress. He no longer cares to be involved in mine or my siblings lives after being such a huge part of our lives for ever.
Realizing i was a shitty person in my 20s and it affected my kids, also had i not been busy partying we could be living in a house not a shitty 3rd floor apt.
Had a lot of health issues in my teen-early 20s. Lost a lot of time being bedridden. Clawed my way back to health and now have felt super alone ever since. Don’t know why I fought so hard most days to be healthy again..
Broke my femur for the second time but this one was done medically because when I first broke it from a motorcycle accident it apparently healed completely wrong so were hoping second time round as it heals I’ll be able to walk normally and without unbelievable pain and without added support from a cane
My grandparents all died when I was young. Like 3 of them I don’t remember. One died when I was like 9 and I remember her, I had a relationship with her. Other people I know died. I would maybe be a little sad but it didn’t really change my life or really truly matter to me.
Now? My aunt died, and three years later I found myself looking forward to dinner at her house. I miss her advice and opinions. Her kindness.
I’m terrified of the day my parents die, beyond terrified. I can’t allow myself to think about my wife or in-laws dying. Funny, I always thought it wouldn’t bother me when I was growing up.
Realizing that 90% of adulthood is just being tired, juggling bills, pretending you’re okay when you’re not, and constantly managing relationships that feel more like obligations than genuine connections.
Oh, and finding out your parents were just winging it the whole time too. No one actually has it together — we’re all just aging kids with debt and back pain.
For us as a couple: Loss of a child early in our marriage, and for me personally: losing both my parents to Covid, one year apart. Im not sure I can say which is worse. It’s all horrific.
today i lost my childhood dog who was 18. he had been there with me through almost quite literally everything. i’m 25 now, we adopted him at 8 months in 2008.
I threw $40k on a trade and watched it go up to $160k then crash down to $0. I could have sold. Then I sought revenge and took out loans to try to make it back, which I couldn’t. So now I’m on a debt settlement plan after tanking my credit by defaulting on loans and credit cards. Luckily I make a decent amount and I don’t need a line of credit in the foreseeable future for anything (still have the house, my wife has her job and inheritance, and her car is paid off, so still good, and I’ll be out of debt with rebuilt credit way before my kids apply to college).
I was raped as an adult (age 30) by a family member (no blood relation) and that really fucked me up good for a few years.
I was sexually abused a lot as a kid but when I became an adult, I thought I was strong and safe because I could protect myself and didn’t need to rely on anyone.
My dad died soon after and it was just a rough few years.
The death of my son during childbirth. One minute you’re so excited because the moment you’ve spent 9-months preparing for is finally here. Then it’s gone, and you can’t even bring yourself to walk into the room you’ve obsessed over decorating for months. That door remained closed for 6 months.
Thing? Just one thing? How could I just pick one when so many things happened but I must say experiencing 3 miscarriages, and almost got kidnapped in another country tops all the other stuff.
Honestly life hasn’t been bad in the grand scheme of things. I’m not rich but I don’t worry about getting to eat. My kids don’t go hungry. I have had speed bumps and see backs but overall I’ve done ok. I don’t have a life to brag about but the problems I have are minuscule compared to my child hood and how a lot of other parts of the world live.
My entire town burned to the ground including my home, my parents home, and many of my friends homes. 17,000 structures total. Following that the town my cabin is in burned down. Luckily my cabin survived. The next year my grandma died very unexpectedly, the next year my grandpa died, the following year my sweet pug died very unexpectedly. The following year my uncle died right around my bday. The year after that my dad fell and shattered his hip. He hardly walks much anymore.
I would have to say, my life in the past 6 months is the worse thing to happen to me.
Lost my job, losing my apartment, and moving into my sister’s house with her two kids. Meanwhile, my parents just went through bankruptcy, are selling their house, and will also be living with my sister once that sale goes through. So yeah—time is not on my side.
I’ve got a solid resume and job history. I’ve never had trouble finding work before, but I’ve applied to over 500 jobs (not an exaggeration), and I’ve gotten maybe three Zoom interviews out of it.
My pain issues are worse than ever—stress triggers everything—and when one flares up, my immune system crashes right along with it.
So right now, I’m dealing with full-body nerve pain, electric shocks down my arms and legs, and a migraine so bad I’m stuck in a silent room with an ice pack over my eyes and meds that only kind of take the edge off.
I have to be out of my place by the 28th and haven’t packed a single box because of all this pain crap. I’ve made to-do lists that’ll help once I can actually do anything… but still.
No income, negative balance in my account, so I’m about to start missing credit card payments too.
Oh—and my windshield broke.
And my crown fell off.
And my birthday is next week.
So yeah. We’re really hitting all the greatest hits right now.
I was a “non-traditional” college student. I got walking pneumonia really badly to the point I had to sleep 14 hrs daily to get anything done. I almost had to drop out because over 5 trips to the urgent care/ER no one believed me, even when it had been 3 months. I gave up after visit 2 of telling them what I thought it was because of my medical history. Finally trip SIX a doctor looked at my history, listened to my symptoms, and prescribed the medicine I needed. 2 days after starting the medicine, I was back to only needing 8 hrs of sleep and being able to be awake for 16 hrs.
I went almost 4 months having to sleep 14 hrs in order to do 5 hrs of low level activity before needing to sleep for several hours.
This is just the most extreme example I have. I usually have to fight to get doctors to take my symptoms seriously. I have no idea how many doctors I’ve been through at this point because they don’t believe me when I tell them about my experiences.
I became an adult lol. Do you know how hard it is to not fall back on things(I’m in my 30’s) i said in high school? Like I get every generation has its own language but I swear I’ve said YOLO more in the past month to my health going sideways than I ever did as a teenager. For the record YOLO happened in 2011 so if you need to feel old do it prior to commenting about your blown out backs.
I got scarlet fever, basically it felt like all my skin was melting off. I was in the hospital for a week and was on IV steroids and antibiotics. Turns out I was allergic to one of the steroids and that caused fluid build up around my lungs and couldn’t breathe. The doctors told me I couldn’t breathe because I was overweight and to just sleep sitting up. I kept telling them I’ve never had that problem and pushed for them to xray me and look at my lungs. Turns out yup fluid and had to have an ultrasound guided fluid extraction with a huge needle. All my skin ended up purple and falling off. It was a fucking nightmare.
I got an infection, which turned out to be sepsis, which murdered my kidneys. While I was at the ER that night, the power went out, trapping me in the ER room because of tornadoes in the area. Then I got taken to a bigger hospital at 4am an hour and a half away and had a bunch of surgeries done while I was totally panicking.
Now things are better now, but I’m stuck on dialysis until I can borrow someone’s kidney, but on the positive side this happened right before COVID hit big, so I lucked out there, at least.
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Became homeless, twice.
Being in lower Manhattan on 9/11
taxes and back pain 😪
Becoming an Adult
Anxiety and GERD.
My dad dying
Having to figure out what’s for dinner every night.
so many lol and i’m only 23. grandpa & mom both shot themselves a year apart, then i got anally raped a few years later. fun times
Got cheated on by long term gf who lived with me.
Figured out I have no real skills or talent. Life is pointless.
I had a traumatic birth experience (baby is fine which is the most important thing, thank God) but that lead to very bad postpartum depression and alcoholism. Unfortunately, my spouse wasn’t very supportive and basically just told me I was being selfish. This all culminated with him telling me that our 3 month old baby would be better off without me and that I should kill myself. I wanted to die, but I couldn’t leave my baby. So I’m still here just trying my best every day. Coping with all my vices.
Trump in office
Death of my unborn son.
Realized that my parents were lying through their teeth when they said study hard now so it’s fun when you’re older.
Running out of chips.
Probably when my mom died
Losing my brother, who passed away at 51. I would rank that over having cancer.
My birth mom killed herself on my 26th birthday and then a month later my adoptive father went into full clinical psychosis and tried to kill me for saying the F word in his presence. I now have PTSD unnecessarily. I’m 27.
Realising I’m alone and have to navigate life alone while being sick at times, tired at times, emotional at times, it’s hard. Genuinely hate having to thug it out alone and be an adult on my own
Working retail.
The worst thing was my divorce. It was also the best thing
Son’s suicide
Getting married.
It’s like saying “I bet you half my stuff you won’t cheat on me.”
When my wife misscarried at 12 weeks and i saw the Dr put my baby boy not fetus in a urinal sample cup. I saw his tiny body😭😭😭
Forced to cover my dad’s gambling debt.
Probably having my apartment flood, then getting rear ended, then having my favorite uncle die suddenly and unexpectedly, all in the course of not quite two months. And that’s on top of the stuff adulthood has brought like chronic illness, constant bills, loss of faith in humanity, etcetera.
Aware of the abuse
Back Pain
Losing my parents.
Divorce
My brother in law murdering his neighbor, his parents, and his parents’ dogs. My dad’s TBI.
Breast cancer in my 30s
Divorce
Losing full custody of my son. And my second divorce. I’m such a broken fucking soul now.
My mom dying 💔
Getting stalked and realizing no one’s coming to save me. No mentors, no parents. It’s just me googling how to fix my life at 2am.
Taking my wife off life support
My mom and dad died. Both too young in my view.
The death of my daughter. Well, losing custody of her in the first place which lead down the path to her dying 20 years later.
Got my first internship offer this week and am struggling to find somewhere affordable to stay 🙁
Drugs and alcohol
Finding my 16 year old daughter after she tried to unalive herself. Thankfully she survived and is doing really well now. But man I will never be able to get that out of my head. My poor baby was hurting so bad & there was nothing I could do to help her.
For any parents reading this who have lost a child, my heart is with you. That must be the worst thing in the world.
I’m 26 now, so I haven’t been an adult for that long, but my adulthood has been nowhere near as bad as my childhood, I grew up with super abusive parents and didn’t immediately get a chance to get help for my trauma. That led to me having a breakdown soon after moving out and going to college when I found out that bullying doesn’t end in high school. It was the most painful time of my life for a while, but the trauma had been building up for my whole life, and I got the chance to get help and get my adulthood on track to be much healthier than my childhood.
Realizing how much my childhood f*cked me up. Trying to learn what normal is is wild.
My mum abandoned me and my siblings (all adults) a year before she died and we were not informed she had died until 14 days after, she was young, she did have a lot of heart issues and was very unwell but withheld all of that from us. she has been gone 1 year on the 14th of April and my heart is broken more than I ever thought possible.
She was unrecognisable when I went to the funeral home to view her, she looked peaceful and not like she had been gone for 2 weeks but just not like herself, everything was different.
My dad died, all of my grandparents died, my first cat tragically died, my first rabbit tragically died, my marriage is ending, so yeah…not just one thing. Lol
Becoming an adult.
Literally EVERYTHING.
Hard to pick between the gang rape, miscarrying my other rapist’s baby, the coma I was in after a suicide attempt, or the moment I learned the love of my life had been playing me like an idiot for years and every good thing I’d experienced in my adult life was a con that left me nearly homeless and alone with our kid. It’s been rough ngl.
Mum passing
I lost losing 7 people in the past 5 years. All within the time my first born was born. It gave me such anxiety about the world, and also my daughter losing her “village” because my village has died. Part of me has died with them. I feel like I’m not the same person anymore.
working 6 days a week
Became an extremely high-functioning, casual alcoholic. Not enough to kill me. But also not enough to avoid blood test scares. Not physically dependent after 20+ years (yet). But mentally locked-in due to being an extreme habit person in general. I’m a strict 6pm-10pm guy. Never driven drunk. Never lost time. No problems with work or family… I could stop at any time (I tell myself) if I really wanted to. But I….. don’t really want to?
Losing people from my life
Found my mom deceased in her apt.
My niece was murdered. I’m just changed forever
Having my fiancée at the time cheat on me with a close friend multiple times before our wedding, and still have the nerve to let me invite said “friend” to the wedding. Her friends knew about it as well and didn’t say a single thing, shit they even gave speeches at our weeding about how amazing of a person she was. what was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life, is now of the worst as I feel like a total idiot * I am currently in the process of getting divorced from said fiancée who eventually become my wife (soon to be ex wife). I didn’t find this out until we were separated and she texted me the truth during one of her tantrums.
Going through at least 3 “once in a generation” financial crisis
worst thing happened to me since become an adult was become an adult, rly it is like end of a life and starting another, which someone’s life you don’t know anything about.
Can’t see my friend at all since they still go to school and have to work during weekends. Honestly the loneliness is killing me. And it hurts to see them go out on Mondays without me
Depression.
My husband dying a month after our wedding.
Bulged half the discs in my back and had to quit my job AND go back to finish undergrad as an adult. Very humbling
Uhm… Wow, I’m trying to think of the worst thing to happen to me and I just keep getting the same bad things happening over and over.
Losing my home more than once. My wife getting sick. My mom getting sick. (I had to be a caretaker for both of them and it was an awful experience.) My dad dying. My mom choosing tenants over me.
death of my father (46). he was a single dad so it’s been a hard year. i (24f) still have my grandmother (64), thank god, but it’s rough knowing i’m alone.
My mom died in 2015 while I was finishing up college. And then my dad had a stroke in September 2020. I have a severely handicapped brother (needed care 24/7) who was under my dad’s care when my mom died. So when my dad had his stroke, I had to take care of both him and my brother all by myself while also working full time. Easily the worst and darkest year of my life. The only thing that got me through was my boss at the time being very accommodating and my dad had the strongest will to recover as much as he could. Things also got better when I put my brother in a group home. Toughest decision I ever had to make.
Adulting
My parents dying 4 months apart.
My best friend of 25 years died- 6 years ago today.
Becoming homeless
Schizoaffective but it’s also one of the best at the same time
Literally everything.
Wake up 6:45am
Shower shit shave dress
Be at work by 9am
Get home by 5pm
Make dinner by 7pm
THREE hours of free time then sleep. Rinse and repeat. Day in and day out. Until you get enough money to retire or until you die.
Sleep and work take up 90% of life. Being an adult is slavery with extra steps
Both Parent Passed 😔
Fiancée got addicted to Destiny 2 and decided gaming until 3 AM every fucking night was more important than our relationship. She ended up emotionally cheating with a unemployed loser in her raiding group.
Don’t date women who play video games.
I was hospitalized for mental health issues in 2009
My fiancé had a sudden psychotic break and violently attacked me. I thought he was going to kill me. He went to jail. He refused medical help over and over. Stalked me for awhile then finally left the state. It’s been a year, now. I feel like I’ve emerged from a deep pit. I picked myself up, dusted my ass off and got the fuck on with it. I’m healthier. I feel better than I have in years. But it was hard. We had a long and beautiful relationship and it came to a screeching, horrifying and ultimately unceremonious end. It was hands down the saddest and scariest time of my life.
Debt.
Credit card debt.
Student loans.
Mortgage.
Car loan.
Et fucking cetera.
Husband was murdered
My grandfather died suddenly of a heart attack, and less than a year later, my stepmother was diagnosed with ALS and passed away. They were each the glue that held both sides of my divorced family together, and losing them so close together left a deep void. The experience also instilled a fear of death/disease in me that took years to overcome.
I was in an abusive relationship. I lost my dream job because we worked together (he was hired thanks to me). He stayed and I had to leave. Ended up with no job, no apartment and chronic insomnia. Went to live with my parents, then moved about 8 times in one year.
Having to call my 90yo Grandpa to tell him his only son (my dad) was dying.
Dad got an unexpected cancer diagnosis and died within two weeks. Grandpa knew Dad was sick, but not how serious it was.
When Dad took a bad turn and had to be intubated and sedated, I had to call Grandpa and tell him, and put him on speaker phone to say goodbye.
No parent should have to say goodbye to their child. Ever.
I got old. Now I just keep getting older…
Having no life
Wtf. Go outside and doing something.
A miscarriage.
Isolation, abuse and gangstalking
Probably both the worst but also best thing that happened to me was when my partner blindsided me with a breakup last summer. We’d been together for coming up 4 years and had signed another year long lease for the flat we’d been living in together for 2 years, barely a couple months prior. I thought things were fine despite a few rough patches because of money and the fact we loved in Central London, but she told me she was unhappy and that things weren’t getting better, and that it was time to split up because she was too far detached.
I had weeks of constant panic attacks, I lost half a stone, I burst blood vessels in my face from the amount of crying I did (and have permanent marks under my eyelids). I spiralled into a deep self-hatred and lost almost thousands trying to get my life back together.
In an attempt to “fix” things, I forced myself to do the things which she’d said post-breakup that she wished I’d done (too little too late but ehh); started doing more things with people, went to therapy, and generally just tried to live happier. Through therapy, I learned to love myself and be kinder to myself, and through doing more with people I discovered some newer hobbies that I now love.
In hindsight, the bitter irony is that the things I wasn’t doing while we were together, I wasn’t doing them because we had to move to London for her work and I was constantly compromising on her terms. I was depressed and lost myself entirely. I’ve been so much happier since, and while I do miss the relationship at times, I recognise that I’m happier without it.
Parent’s nasty divorce
Taxes….fucking taxes nd tickets
The worst thing? Realizing I was hiding way too much of myself.
Body:
Adulthood hit like a truck. Bills, burnout, being told to “tone it down” just to fit in.
But l’ve always had a playful side…
A little tease, a little edge, a lot of curves-and I finally stopped hiding it.
Now? I express myself freely. And I get paid for it.
Confidence unlocked.
Come see what I mean-but don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Got aggressive cancer at 30 as a mom of two little kids during 2020.
Adulting all together, losing older family members, financial problems, seeing your children, getting fat, losing hair. You know, the usual stuff
Losing my Mom 😢
My mother died in a car accident her husband caused. I have to take care of him because there is no one else. It’s hard not to be resentful
severe alcoholism (doing better now)
My parents getting divorced after 32 years of marriage. My dad cheated on my mom and ran off with his mistress. He no longer cares to be involved in mine or my siblings lives after being such a huge part of our lives for ever.
Being married to my late husband for 27 years of abuse.
The internet
My Dad died.
My mother’s death when I was 21.
Realizing i was a shitty person in my 20s and it affected my kids, also had i not been busy partying we could be living in a house not a shitty 3rd floor apt.
Feeling so disconnected from my own generation.
Had a lot of health issues in my teen-early 20s. Lost a lot of time being bedridden. Clawed my way back to health and now have felt super alone ever since. Don’t know why I fought so hard most days to be healthy again..
Addiction for me
Struggling with mental health issues and cost of living
Broke my femur for the second time but this one was done medically because when I first broke it from a motorcycle accident it apparently healed completely wrong so were hoping second time round as it heals I’ll be able to walk normally and without unbelievable pain and without added support from a cane
Taxes
Lost my mom. She was the Lucy to my Ethel.
Losing my job because I’m trans
Depression caused by the fact I’ll never get to experience young love/possibly any romantic love at all
Also this financial crisis we’re currently in. Second major financial crisis of my adult life and I’m only 22 😀
Not one, not two, but FIVE injuries to the same shoulder.
F’d up my back at 35. It hurts all day every single day. I’m 40 now. 5 years of non stop pain.
People dying and it matters.
My grandparents all died when I was young. Like 3 of them I don’t remember. One died when I was like 9 and I remember her, I had a relationship with her. Other people I know died. I would maybe be a little sad but it didn’t really change my life or really truly matter to me.
Now? My aunt died, and three years later I found myself looking forward to dinner at her house. I miss her advice and opinions. Her kindness.
I’m terrified of the day my parents die, beyond terrified. I can’t allow myself to think about my wife or in-laws dying. Funny, I always thought it wouldn’t bother me when I was growing up.
Realizing that 90% of adulthood is just being tired, juggling bills, pretending you’re okay when you’re not, and constantly managing relationships that feel more like obligations than genuine connections.
Oh, and finding out your parents were just winging it the whole time too. No one actually has it together — we’re all just aging kids with debt and back pain.
That feeling you’re just living to pay bills
Nervous breakdown. Twice.
becoming an adult
Lost a Son at 27 and lost my Wife of 50 years. Life isn’t a bowl of cherries except for the pits
Addiction and my mother’s death
Thought my baby was dying from a dog attack, he had to get facial surgery. I thought he was dying in my arms.
For us as a couple: Loss of a child early in our marriage, and for me personally: losing both my parents to Covid, one year apart. Im not sure I can say which is worse. It’s all horrific.
People close to me dying.
today i lost my childhood dog who was 18. he had been there with me through almost quite literally everything. i’m 25 now, we adopted him at 8 months in 2008.
Cancer. Oh and parents sick with and dying from dementia.
Covid. It’s destroyed my health and I just want to be back where I was before
I threw $40k on a trade and watched it go up to $160k then crash down to $0. I could have sold. Then I sought revenge and took out loans to try to make it back, which I couldn’t. So now I’m on a debt settlement plan after tanking my credit by defaulting on loans and credit cards. Luckily I make a decent amount and I don’t need a line of credit in the foreseeable future for anything (still have the house, my wife has her job and inheritance, and her car is paid off, so still good, and I’ll be out of debt with rebuilt credit way before my kids apply to college).
Alcoholism for almost a decade. Doing good now though. Return to school soon and everything too.
Both parents dying.
Becoming addicted to alcohol and crack. Clean now, fighting with soberness
Went through an unexpected divorce and now have to start my life over
Life. It will be a blessing the moment I can finally get all my shit in order so I can pop something and be finished.
I was raped as an adult (age 30) by a family member (no blood relation) and that really fucked me up good for a few years.
I was sexually abused a lot as a kid but when I became an adult, I thought I was strong and safe because I could protect myself and didn’t need to rely on anyone.
My dad died soon after and it was just a rough few years.
Had a seizure at 20. Fractured my spine. Crippled for life. Most of the time I’m too disabled to do a full-time desk job.
My dad had Lewy Body dementia for 4 years and my sister and I had to take care of him until he could go to a nursing home. It was hell.
The death of my son during childbirth. One minute you’re so excited because the moment you’ve spent 9-months preparing for is finally here. Then it’s gone, and you can’t even bring yourself to walk into the room you’ve obsessed over decorating for months. That door remained closed for 6 months.
I’ve got myself stuck in a job that nets great revenue, but I hate the work, I’m away all the time…and I’m technically qualified to do anything else…
I could write you a 10 page essay.
Thing? Just one thing? How could I just pick one when so many things happened but I must say experiencing 3 miscarriages, and almost got kidnapped in another country tops all the other stuff.
Honestly life hasn’t been bad in the grand scheme of things. I’m not rich but I don’t worry about getting to eat. My kids don’t go hungry. I have had speed bumps and see backs but overall I’ve done ok. I don’t have a life to brag about but the problems I have are minuscule compared to my child hood and how a lot of other parts of the world live.
realizing i have a bunch of undiagnosed shit and a 2 decade long addiction thats gone unchecked. who knew
How much time do you have?
My entire town burned to the ground including my home, my parents home, and many of my friends homes. 17,000 structures total. Following that the town my cabin is in burned down. Luckily my cabin survived. The next year my grandma died very unexpectedly, the next year my grandpa died, the following year my sweet pug died very unexpectedly. The following year my uncle died right around my bday. The year after that my dad fell and shattered his hip. He hardly walks much anymore.
It’s been rough since 2018.
I would have to say, my life in the past 6 months is the worse thing to happen to me.
Lost my job, losing my apartment, and moving into my sister’s house with her two kids. Meanwhile, my parents just went through bankruptcy, are selling their house, and will also be living with my sister once that sale goes through. So yeah—time is not on my side.
I’ve got a solid resume and job history. I’ve never had trouble finding work before, but I’ve applied to over 500 jobs (not an exaggeration), and I’ve gotten maybe three Zoom interviews out of it.
My pain issues are worse than ever—stress triggers everything—and when one flares up, my immune system crashes right along with it.
So right now, I’m dealing with full-body nerve pain, electric shocks down my arms and legs, and a migraine so bad I’m stuck in a silent room with an ice pack over my eyes and meds that only kind of take the edge off.
I have to be out of my place by the 28th and haven’t packed a single box because of all this pain crap. I’ve made to-do lists that’ll help once I can actually do anything… but still.
No income, negative balance in my account, so I’m about to start missing credit card payments too.
Oh—and my windshield broke.
And my crown fell off.
And my birthday is next week.
So yeah. We’re really hitting all the greatest hits right now.
My mom died while I was eight months pregnant with my first child one week before my 30th birthday.
Medical gaslighting
I was a “non-traditional” college student. I got walking pneumonia really badly to the point I had to sleep 14 hrs daily to get anything done. I almost had to drop out because over 5 trips to the urgent care/ER no one believed me, even when it had been 3 months. I gave up after visit 2 of telling them what I thought it was because of my medical history. Finally trip SIX a doctor looked at my history, listened to my symptoms, and prescribed the medicine I needed. 2 days after starting the medicine, I was back to only needing 8 hrs of sleep and being able to be awake for 16 hrs.
I went almost 4 months having to sleep 14 hrs in order to do 5 hrs of low level activity before needing to sleep for several hours.
This is just the most extreme example I have. I usually have to fight to get doctors to take my symptoms seriously. I have no idea how many doctors I’ve been through at this point because they don’t believe me when I tell them about my experiences.
Becoming homeless and going crazy
DUI in cali
Cancer
Maga
Pneumonia. It almost killed me.
Existing
Getting cancer at 29 sucked pretty bad
I became an adult lol. Do you know how hard it is to not fall back on things(I’m in my 30’s) i said in high school? Like I get every generation has its own language but I swear I’ve said YOLO more in the past month to my health going sideways than I ever did as a teenager. For the record YOLO happened in 2011 so if you need to feel old do it prior to commenting about your blown out backs.
I got scarlet fever, basically it felt like all my skin was melting off. I was in the hospital for a week and was on IV steroids and antibiotics. Turns out I was allergic to one of the steroids and that caused fluid build up around my lungs and couldn’t breathe. The doctors told me I couldn’t breathe because I was overweight and to just sleep sitting up. I kept telling them I’ve never had that problem and pushed for them to xray me and look at my lungs. Turns out yup fluid and had to have an ultrasound guided fluid extraction with a huge needle. All my skin ended up purple and falling off. It was a fucking nightmare.
Stage IV cancer as soon as i fell in love and got my life in order kinda fucking sucks
Kidney failure.
I got an infection, which turned out to be sepsis, which murdered my kidneys. While I was at the ER that night, the power went out, trapping me in the ER room because of tornadoes in the area. Then I got taken to a bigger hospital at 4am an hour and a half away and had a bunch of surgeries done while I was totally panicking.
Now things are better now, but I’m stuck on dialysis until I can borrow someone’s kidney, but on the positive side this happened right before COVID hit big, so I lucked out there, at least.
Being sexually assaulted. Having six miscarriages. Thankfully we now have a miracle 4 yr old and life is going better.
My mom died and decomposed by the time i found her after a fight