tell your worst rock bottom story here (homeless, suicidal, drugs, etc)

[blue_dolphin]

ever been homeless? drug addict? ever tried to kill yourself? share your most fxcked up experiences here and tell how u bounced back from it and bettered yourself. you could inspire another poster going through the same or worse. they wont seek help out of shame.

[GloveInspector]

My dad passed away from fighting a brain tumor(s) and brain cancer for almost 9 months. Me and my brothers took care of him as he went through this. I was with him and my mom when he died. Probably the worst experience of my entire life.

We knew he was getting close to dying but sitting by his bed side for 5 hours as he slowly passed on. He was my best friend. Those last 9 months with him, we became even closer.

For the months after he passed, I grew more and more depressed. I would go to work, come home, cry, eat, and go to bed. It was taking a toll on my marriage, and on myself. I was very suicidal, I would pray every night not to wake up the next day.

I had this moment where I had a dream and my dad came to me and he said “never give up, I didn’t give up and you can’t either.” I decided to start counseling and after a few months I was on the mend. I still battle spells of depression but they’re easier than they used to be now that I’m aware of what I am fighting. I hope this helps someone.

[KING MEAT]

Go get an escort if you're lonely for nye

[Lomadeaux]

My dad passed away from fighting a brain tumor(s) and brain cancer for almost 9 months. Me and my brothers took care of him as he went through this. I was with him and my mom when he died. Probably the worst experience of my entire life.

We knew he was getting close to dying but sitting by his bed side for 5 hours as he slowly passed on. He was my best friend. Those last 9 months with him, we became even closer.

For the months after he passed, I grew more and more depressed. I would go to work, come home, cry, eat, and go to bed. It was taking a toll on my marriage, and on myself. I was very suicidal, I would pray every night not to wake up the next day.

I had this moment where I had a dream and my dad came to me and he said “never give up, I didn’t give up and you can’t either.” I decided to start counseling and after a few months I was on the mend. I still battle spells of depression but they’re easier than they used to be now that I’m aware of what I am fighting. I hope this helps someone.

“I’ve never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A bird will fall dead, frozen from a bow before ever feeling sorry for itself.”