How would you describe the struggle or difficulty that has most underlined your life?
How would you describe the struggle or difficulty that has most underlined your life?
if you had/have one and if you are comfortable doing so, of course. just wondering about themes, i guess. thanks for answering in advance!
Answer:
Death...coping with others close to myself...and dealing with the fact that i to will die. Not ready to leave but it could happen right now...scary thought that drives me insane.
Difficult?
A struggle?
relationships are my problem
and i am dealing with it
what does not kill me makes me stronger
i am very strong
unbreakable
being abused by my child molesting father and then being beat by my ex husband pretty much did it for me.
And emotional angry driven journey towards acceptance, understanding, and personal growth.
I'm not quite over what happend, but I have come to learn that it doesn't have to control every aspect of my life. That if I change my perspective, I can change my feelings and learn something positive out of a very negative time in my life.
The hardest struggle I had to overcome would be the death of my parents. I was only five and witnessed my father shoot my mother and then kills himself. I was only five at the time. I struggled whether God existed, or if it was my fault. Then as I got older I didn't question why I got angry because she wasn't there for all my accomplishments such as graduation, my wedding and my best accomplishment, the birth of my children. I felt like she didn't deserve to miss out on all the things. But, I realized that she has been there for everything and that through her death I learned that I can survive on my own, I deserve a great guy, and I have become a wonderful mother. I get to do all the things that she missed doing with me with my daughter and believe me I appreciate them a lot more than anyone can realize.
I think my biggest struggle that's affected me has been my dad dying, it's really changed my life. The world seems so black and bleak without him. He's in everything I do and there's constantly stuff that reminds me of him. Everyday I wake up with the pain of knowing I'll never see him again. It's also made me treasure every moment i have with people, there are so many things i wanted to ask him and chat to him about but never found the courage or time. I hope this helps.
My parents had a bitter divorce and at one point my dad ran with us. He hid us by moving us into a pretty much all black housing project. We are whiter than white. I was beaten up almost daily and it wasn't until I fought back that it stopped. Instead of making me angry it gave me a look at what it was like to be a minority. This was in the mid sixties and I was about 7-8 years old. Not everyone in my family was affected the same way by the experience but I am glad for it.
I've always had difficulty making decisions, which basically comes down to issues of faith and trust. I was raised to question everything and not believe anything outright. I was taught to mistrust authority, religion, education, even my own motivations. This has made decision-making very difficult because I feel like I can't rely on the information I've been given or on my own mind to make the right choice.
My dad was an armchair philospher. He'd say: "Do you see this? What is this?" "A pen." "No, we call it a 'pen.' What is it?" "A writing utensil." "No, that's another name. How do you know the difference between the name and the thing?" And so on. It's enough to drive you crazy.
I am now a very open-minded person, but since I hunger for truth and foundation, it also leaves me susceptible to manipulators who seem to know what the "truth" is.
I plan to rebel by instilling truth and certainty into my children for stability's sake, and then waiting until they are just about ready to venture out on their own before I reveal philospohical possibilities. Then they can rebel with a compass pointing toward home.
My greatest struggle has been dealing with mental illness. My cousin commited suicide the day I turned fifteen. I saw the hurt it caused my family and decided to change my life. I decided I was going to live dispite every obstacle. It is hard living with uncontrollable suicidual urges, but everything that I do right in making progress I owe to my cousin, who unknowingly helped me make it this far. I recently graduated from college and still working with my councilor to get off of my meds.
Dear Mary,
I guess if I were to be honest, the most difficult time in my life came when I suddenly realized a little over a year ago that my children's' lives don't revolve around me. I hated to admit that their values are not the same as mine, and it makes me very sad when I dwell on it. It has been a difficult struggle to rise above this. I know that I am a person of worth. I practice helping people daily. I am involved in church work. I have gone back to my art. I don't think you have time to think about all this until you retire. Fortunately, I have a part time job, and plenty of friends. I see my grandchildren often, but never enough to suit me. I hope this is not too long. It just started all coming out.
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if you had/have one and if you are comfortable doing so, of course. just wondering about themes, i guess. thanks for answering in advance!
Answer:
Death...coping with others close to myself...and dealing with the fact that i to will die. Not ready to leave but it could happen right now...scary thought that drives me insane.
Difficult?
A struggle?
relationships are my problem
and i am dealing with it
what does not kill me makes me stronger
i am very strong
unbreakable
being abused by my child molesting father and then being beat by my ex husband pretty much did it for me.
And emotional angry driven journey towards acceptance, understanding, and personal growth.
I'm not quite over what happend, but I have come to learn that it doesn't have to control every aspect of my life. That if I change my perspective, I can change my feelings and learn something positive out of a very negative time in my life.
The hardest struggle I had to overcome would be the death of my parents. I was only five and witnessed my father shoot my mother and then kills himself. I was only five at the time. I struggled whether God existed, or if it was my fault. Then as I got older I didn't question why I got angry because she wasn't there for all my accomplishments such as graduation, my wedding and my best accomplishment, the birth of my children. I felt like she didn't deserve to miss out on all the things. But, I realized that she has been there for everything and that through her death I learned that I can survive on my own, I deserve a great guy, and I have become a wonderful mother. I get to do all the things that she missed doing with me with my daughter and believe me I appreciate them a lot more than anyone can realize.
I think my biggest struggle that's affected me has been my dad dying, it's really changed my life. The world seems so black and bleak without him. He's in everything I do and there's constantly stuff that reminds me of him. Everyday I wake up with the pain of knowing I'll never see him again. It's also made me treasure every moment i have with people, there are so many things i wanted to ask him and chat to him about but never found the courage or time. I hope this helps.
My parents had a bitter divorce and at one point my dad ran with us. He hid us by moving us into a pretty much all black housing project. We are whiter than white. I was beaten up almost daily and it wasn't until I fought back that it stopped. Instead of making me angry it gave me a look at what it was like to be a minority. This was in the mid sixties and I was about 7-8 years old. Not everyone in my family was affected the same way by the experience but I am glad for it.
I've always had difficulty making decisions, which basically comes down to issues of faith and trust. I was raised to question everything and not believe anything outright. I was taught to mistrust authority, religion, education, even my own motivations. This has made decision-making very difficult because I feel like I can't rely on the information I've been given or on my own mind to make the right choice.
My dad was an armchair philospher. He'd say: "Do you see this? What is this?" "A pen." "No, we call it a 'pen.' What is it?" "A writing utensil." "No, that's another name. How do you know the difference between the name and the thing?" And so on. It's enough to drive you crazy.
I am now a very open-minded person, but since I hunger for truth and foundation, it also leaves me susceptible to manipulators who seem to know what the "truth" is.
I plan to rebel by instilling truth and certainty into my children for stability's sake, and then waiting until they are just about ready to venture out on their own before I reveal philospohical possibilities. Then they can rebel with a compass pointing toward home.
My greatest struggle has been dealing with mental illness. My cousin commited suicide the day I turned fifteen. I saw the hurt it caused my family and decided to change my life. I decided I was going to live dispite every obstacle. It is hard living with uncontrollable suicidual urges, but everything that I do right in making progress I owe to my cousin, who unknowingly helped me make it this far. I recently graduated from college and still working with my councilor to get off of my meds.
Dear Mary,
I guess if I were to be honest, the most difficult time in my life came when I suddenly realized a little over a year ago that my children's' lives don't revolve around me. I hated to admit that their values are not the same as mine, and it makes me very sad when I dwell on it. It has been a difficult struggle to rise above this. I know that I am a person of worth. I practice helping people daily. I am involved in church work. I have gone back to my art. I don't think you have time to think about all this until you retire. Fortunately, I have a part time job, and plenty of friends. I see my grandchildren often, but never enough to suit me. I hope this is not too long. It just started all coming out.
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