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silverbullets
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Posted at 10:06 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| most paainfull moment emotionally would have to be when i was 17, 2 weeks after my mom kicked me out and my dad said he didnt want me, the school i had to transfer to kicked me out cause i had no legal guardian cause noone wanted me |
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fastnfurshan
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Posted at 6:25 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| I'd also have to put my grandmothers' death. Although I wasnt all that close to her, it still hurt a lot. But the worst part of it was seeing my dad cry for the first time ever. And my dads step dad, the widow of my grandmother, had been binge drinking leading up to her death...hes an alcoholic... |
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DyingRaven
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Posted at 5:03 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| Most painful moment (emotionally), I didnt talk to my dad for like a year much. he called and i would talk but not much, and when he came here i'd lock my door. He called one night and i was bitchy like o thats nice, good to kno, then i said i gotta go. I felt bad so i called bk the night after or so and i left messages saying answer cuz im just gonna keep calling, tha wa the night hh got airlifted to toronto hospital. Other then the pain of thinking he'd die without me saying how sorry i was, when i saw him my heart hit the floor, he wasen't in pain (so drugged up) but he looke so sad. He had a tube in his mouth to breathe so he couldn't speak but he grabbed my hand.....I couldn't stop crying, but i told him i loved him. Then walked out of there. I came bk the next week (my mom wouldnt drive up there everyday) and he wasent responsive, but his eyes were open, blood was gushing from his mouth and into a tube. His eyes were filled with sorrow, crying blood. I felt terrible, and i still havent accepted his death, it doesnt seem real to me. I still call him praying he'll answer, but i just get the machine....He died october 7th of this year. And I'd say that's my most emotionally painful moment |
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XxPaperFlowersxX
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Posted at 1:08 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| When I found out I was cheated on by my ex with 4 other girls. A whole bunch of other crap to but I dont feel like explaining. |
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Hysteria
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Posted at 12:59 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| My grandad died of lung cancer and seeing him dieing was the hardest thing I've ever been through, I just felt completely numb and helpless. I'd known him all my life but still didn't feel like I'd appreciated him enough or knew that much about him but he was so kind and loving. When he died I just felt completely detatched and I didn't cry until his funeral when one of the readers said that he'd loved me and my sisters so much, it made me completely breakdown. |
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jsgirl
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Posted at 12:54 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
This one time I could totally hear these girls talking shit about me. I mean, I was right there, and they were doing it deliberately to hurt my feelings. I was only like 14 then and it killed. I ran to the bathroom and cried so hard. They were so terrible to me, they even convinced the guy I liked that I was a slut. Every time he say me he would look away with disgust. What a fucking mean thing to do. However, they all know now that I am better off than them. I saw two of them at a mutual friends bridal shower. Still snobby and pissy. They were at it again with their rude comments about me, I was like that was almost 5 years ago. But you should have seen their faces fall when I was announced as a bridesmaid and they were not. The bride even said that I "radiated" with kindness, and everyone agreed. So I guess I killed them with kindness. |
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Joep0113
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Posted at 12:52 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
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theAnomie
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Posted at 12:51 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| Probably when I fractured my spine. Not at the time, I was drunk and didn't really feel it. Not when I woke up, I was partially paralysed. Just after the initial wave of scans and drugs. Now that hurt! |
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yayamonkeys
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Posted at 12:51 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
Quote: from theboxman at 2:49 pm on Oct. 28, 2008
My dad was an abuse drug user who had battered my mom and my siblings. He was arrested for assault and was in jail but made bond and came back to the house after we had filed an order of protection. He broke into the house with a club and was chasing my mother. I stepped between them and we fought. I knocked him down and a gun fell onto the floor from under his jacket. My mother was on the phone with the police. We both went for the gun on the floor. We fought - I got the gun and fired a shot to "warn" him he came at me and we ran into the bathroom while on the phone with the police. He kicked in the door and had a knife and I shot him. 
r u serious?!?!?!!? |
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Aero360
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Posted at 12:50 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
| Oh emotional pain. Here I was about to talk about a very painful moment while playing basketball, physically painful that is. |
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theboxman
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Posted at 12:49 pm on Oct. 28, 2008 |
My dad was an abuse drug user who had battered my mom and my siblings. He was arrested for assault and was in jail but made bond and came back to the house after we had filed an order of protection. He broke into the house with a club and was chasing my mother. I stepped between them and we fought. I knocked him down and a gun fell onto the floor from under his jacket. My mother was on the phone with the police. We both went for the gun on the floor. We fought - I got the gun and fired a shot to "warn" him he came at me and we ran into the bathroom while on the phone with the police. He kicked in the door and had a knife and I shot him. |
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