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The worst life changing event is a personal tragedy that I don't want to talk about on a public forum. I'm just going to say that it was so terrible that it destroyed my belief in a loving God.
My worst was divorce and unemployment at the same time, combined with a mid-life crisis. Wouldn't wish that on anyone. Like the OP, I've also lost my joy at Christmas. The divorce did that to me.
.psycho girlfriend.....steals from you and you think one day you will be featured on "snapped" after she poisoned me
seriously,,,, almost going bankrupt..... and your work goes out of business....and find out long time girl-friend was into drugs...messing around.... and stealing from me....all at the same time.....I was stressed..... got a bout of vertigo …..from ear chrystals floating around.....
I was a vomiting mess for a while..( not mentioning deaths in the family)
but...it always gets better.
the hardest paths to climb usually has the best views
My mother's death from cancer. It was almost five years ago and I'm still here, sometimes without knowing why.
About the only positive that came from it was having no choice but to mend fences with my Dad and reconnect. That's been great, but he's 72 and when his time comes I'll have to ask myself how much longer I want to hang around.
Having a life threatening illness, recovering and realizing how wonderful it is to be alive. The was nearly two decades ago and I haven't gotten over how grateful I am yet.
the hardest paths to climb usually have the best views
Very true. So far there are three; too different to rank one worse than the other:
Watching my mother die of ALS.
Getting a cancer diagnosis at 36.
Managing my dad's 3 year decline long distance (the poster child for a mean old man) and then facing right-fighting siblings while executing his estate shortly afterwards.
My ex cheated on me right before Christmas when we lived in California. We moved from Illinois a few months before Christmas. I had no friends and no support system. I left him a couple of months later, rented a truck, took all the money, loaded up all of the furniture and moved myself back home. I was towing my car behind the truck and traveling with my cat and dog. It was blazing hot and the truck had no air-conditioning. One of the tires disintegrated in Nevada and I could see a big truck stop about a mile or two away, so I drove on the flat to the truck stop. I had to call the truck rental and have them wire some money to the truck stop to put a new tire on. Meanwhile my cat and dog are running around the truck stop because it was so hot that they would die in a closed up truck. It was a horrendous trip. It ruined Christmas for me and I never had a Christmas tree since I was 21 years old.
I get a divorce, meet the love of my life and find out on my second Christmas with John that I had married into a psycho family. They're all drunk, okay I was too, and they start some crap with me on Christmas Eve. I finish it off by leaving John for 3 days because he took his brother's side before he even knew what had happened. We almost divorced over it.
Christmas growing up as a child was filled with alcoholic battles between my parents. One of my youngest memories was going down to the local watering hole with my mother and brother to get my father out of the bar on Christmas Eve.
I've had maybe one or two nice Christmases, but most of them were spent at work the last couple of decades. I really dreaded the holidays. I do have a happy ending though
Last year we had our friends and their 5 year old spend the night. Our neighbors and another friend joined us for dinner and it was one of the best Christmases I've ever had. They will be with us again this year.
I still don't have a Christmas tree but I have a medal tree with tiny lights, antique ornaments, and those beautiful vintage mercury peacock ornaments I like to collect. Halloween is my big holiday, and I wouldn't decorate at all if it wasn't for my little Hindu princess. She had lots of presents under that tiny tree, and the joy she had seeing them was infectious. I'll treasure these few Christmases I'll have with her while she still believes in Santa. They're really the only glimpse I've had into what a loving family is on Christmas day.
(I still don't really like Christmas music though. Humbug.)
when my boss took his tonsils out with a remington. best day ever, if only it was quicker
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