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Let's share our sorrows.

I can't decide between having my intestines destroyed in a car accident, then slowly reaching the point of death over the next week, or the time my dad tried to murder me and my mom and ended up trying to strangle me after a brawl.

Both were extremely painful, but for different reasons.
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KogaSteelfang posted...

I can't decide between having my intestines destroyed in a car accident, then slowly reaching the point of death over the next week, or the time my dad tried to murder me and my mom and ended up trying to strangle me after a brawl.

Both were extremely painful, but for different reasons.

Damn. All that stuff must have made you stronger now though, I guess.

I was born
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I ordered a McChicken, no lettuce, add pickles, add onions, add Honey Mustard.

What I got was a McChicken, a tomato, and yellow mustard.
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I checked this topic.
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I was going to say the severe mental, physical, and sexual abuse I went through as a child, but really the answer is
boxington posted...

I was born

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I love these topics.

When I was seventeen, I got in a car accident that almost killed me and left me with a permanently destroyed left leg due to a used car salesmen lying to me.

When I was twenty, I was misdiagnosed with terminal, inoperable brain cancer and given a month to life. I proceeded to self destruct and tried to ruin my relationship with my fiancee (then my girlfriend) so that she would hate me, and not be sad when I died.

And, of course, when I was sixteen my brother paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs. I attempted to murder the guy who raped her(my only regret in life is that I let someone pull me off of him), and told my brother if I ever see him again, I would kill him.

Pick your poison, I suppose.
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omega cookie posted...

I love these topics.

When I was seventeen, I got in a car accident that almost killed me and left me with a permanently destroyed left leg due to a used car salesmen lying to me.

When I was twenty, I was misdiagnosed with terminal, inoperable brain cancer and given a month to life. I proceeded to self destruct and tried to ruin my relationship with my fiancee (then my girlfriend) so that she would hate me, and not be sad when I died.

And, of course, when I was sixteen my brother paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs. I attempted to murder the guy who raped her(my only regret in life is that I let someone pull me off of him), and told my brother if I ever see him again, I would kill him.

Pick your poison, I suppose.

What the actual f***!

You guys have been through some horrible ordeals. I feel grateful for everything I have. I just realized how sensitive I am, since I get worked up over stuff that pales in comparison to what some of you have been through.

one time i bent over to sit down and i farted on the girl sitting behind me in the face

i still have nightmares
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Being born
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leverageblargh posted...

Gamer99z posted...

I was going to say the severe mental, physical, and sexual abuse I went through as a child

Damn

I've never seen you mention this even on Sanctuary

Damn

I've mentioned individual stories once or twice over the years but I've never gone too deep into it because there's not really any reason to I guess. I figured any situation I'd bring it up in would probably just come off as attention seeking or something. Oddly I've said more on here than I have to anyone irl except one person who stabbed me in the back over it and gave me severe trust issues with talking about any part of it with anyone else since then. I guess the complete anonymity and disconnect from people online makes it somewhat easy to talk about here but I'm still not really able to talk about it with people irl.
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I don't know. I was always part of a poor family, which consisted of a single mother and four kids, so that sucked.
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Raped by a dude on Craigslist when I used to drink. Pretty much got me to where I am with martial arts now. I trained like a madman so I could kill people like him with my bare hands and ended up the fastest blue belt at my academy.
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OCD. I legit feel like my life is over and i won't ever be able to enjoy things again. If i didn't live with my parents i would probable be a alcoholic.
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Cardboard-Box posted...

omega cookie posted...

I love these topics.

When I was seventeen, I got in a car accident that almost killed me and left me with a permanently destroyed left leg due to a used car salesmen lying to me.

When I was twenty, I was misdiagnosed with terminal, inoperable brain cancer and given a month to life. I proceeded to self destruct and tried to ruin my relationship with my fiancee (then my girlfriend) so that she would hate me, and not be sad when I died.

And, of course, when I was sixteen my brother paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs. I attempted to murder the guy who raped her(my only regret in life is that I let someone pull me off of him), and told my brother if I ever see him again, I would kill him.

Pick your poison, I suppose.

What the actual f***!

Yeah, that certainly was something. I often wonder how that trial would go. On one hand, it's the literal definition of premeditated murder. On the other hand, all I'd have to say is "he paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs." and then throw my ass in a circle on the witness stand. You can't get a better defense, really. Ready made jury nullification.

Now matter how the verdict went, I would certain enjoy that trial.
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I didn't keep any of the many bitcoins I had when I used a certain road many, many years ago. Also again when I didn't invest at $50 when I pretty much had myself convinced to do it.

Those really sucked...
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Gamer99z posted...

I was going to say the severe mental, physical, and sexual abuse I went through as a child, but really the answer is
boxington posted...

I was born

YEAH SAME
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I can't think of anything

At least anything anywhere near the scale of some of the people in here <_<
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omega cookie posted...

Cardboard-Box posted...

omega cookie posted...

I love these topics.

When I was seventeen, I got in a car accident that almost killed me and left me with a permanently destroyed left leg due to a used car salesmen lying to me.

When I was twenty, I was misdiagnosed with terminal, inoperable brain cancer and given a month to life. I proceeded to self destruct and tried to ruin my relationship with my fiancee (then my girlfriend) so that she would hate me, and not be sad when I died.

And, of course, when I was sixteen my brother paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs. I attempted to murder the guy who raped her(my only regret in life is that I let someone pull me off of him), and told my brother if I ever see him again, I would kill him.

Pick your poison, I suppose.

What the actual f***!

Yeah, that certainly was something. I often wonder how that trial would go. On one hand, it's the literal definition of premeditated murder. On the other hand, all I'd have to say is "he paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs." and then throw my ass in a circle on the witness stand. You can't get a better defense, really. Ready made jury nullification.

Now matter how the verdict went, I would certain enjoy that trial.

I don't mean to be too forward or make you recount this whole terrible ordeal again, but did you press charges against the rapist or your brother? Did the rapist get jailed?

Cardboard-Box posted...

omega cookie posted...

Cardboard-Box posted...

omega cookie posted...

I love these topics.

When I was seventeen, I got in a car accident that almost killed me and left me with a permanently destroyed left leg due to a used car salesmen lying to me.

When I was twenty, I was misdiagnosed with terminal, inoperable brain cancer and given a month to life. I proceeded to self destruct and tried to ruin my relationship with my fiancee (then my girlfriend) so that she would hate me, and not be sad when I died.

And, of course, when I was sixteen my brother paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs. I attempted to murder the guy who raped her(my only regret in life is that I let someone pull me off of him), and told my brother if I ever see him again, I would kill him.

Pick your poison, I suppose.

What the actual f***!

Yeah, that certainly was something. I often wonder how that trial would go. On one hand, it's the literal definition of premeditated murder. On the other hand, all I'd have to say is "he paid someone to rape my little sister to get back at me because I refused to buy him drugs." and then throw my ass in a circle on the witness stand. You can't get a better defense, really. Ready made jury nullification.

Now matter how the verdict went, I would certain enjoy that trial.

I don't mean to be too forward or make you recount this whole terrible ordeal again, but did you press charges against the rapist or your brother? Did the rapist get jailed?

I tried to kill the guy who raped her, and put him in a coma. They dropped my attempted murder charges because I would never be convicted, and they didn't pursue action against him because I kind of caved in his face. They tend not to prosecute crimes when the retaliation is more severe. That, and my sister refused to testify under any circumstance aside from in my defense.

Same thing with my brother. My sister made a complaint so that there is a legal record of it, but refused to go to court. That's her right, so meh. She also asked me not to kill my brother right then, so I settled on an exile and suspended execution.

Edit: Regret that, by the way. Not killing the both of them that is. Really should have.
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One of my three bouts of leukemia or my development of schizophrenia.
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The summer before my freshman year of high school, I caught viral meningitis. My mom was taking me to band practice one morning. We stopped at 7/11 on the way there and I got a red gatorade. I was drinking the gatorade on the way to school. When I got out of the car, I immediately threw up.

Normally when I'm sick enough to throw up, I feel queasy or weak or shaky or something along those lines. I felt neither of those, so I told my mom I was fine and went inside. She went to work. I made it through the outside portion of practice just fine. We went inside and started practicing the music.

The last thing I remember is that I started missing a bunch of notes. The band director looked at me and said "Right notes! Right notes!" I looked down at the music, felt a bit confused and lost my place. I rested my head on my hand and then everything went black.

The next thing I remember is waking up in the hospital 3 days later. They told me I had viral meningitis which caused me to have infected fluid in my brain and spine. I also had brain tumors and they wanted to do brain surgery to remove them. They told me the surgery had an 80% chance of success. I decided that wasn't enough, so I told them I didn't want to do it. They ended up not needing to do it because the brain tumors just started going away on their own. They never did figure out why that happened.

After about a week in the hospital, they let me go home. I started having seizures randomly after that, which the doctors told me was probably going to happen. They didn't happen very often. Probably one every few months or so. When they did happen, though, I'd black out immediately and wake up in the hospital. They put me on dilantin to help control the seizures.

School started and it was the toughest year of school for me. Up until this year, I was a straight A and B student. School had been easy for me. I never needed to study or anything. I just paid attention in class, understood what was being taught, and did my work.

That year, though, was way different. The teacher would teach something and I would fully understand it as it was taught. By the time the teacher would pass out worksheets, though, I forgot everything the teacher taught and the problems on the worksheets looked like Greek to me. I didn't understand what was going on at the time, so I just did my best. I didn't really know how to explain what had happened to me back then, so I just didn't tell anyone unless they asked. I thought it would come out like I was just making excuses. I tried explaining it to my chemistry teacher one day and that's exactly how she took it. So I kinda gave up. My mom got me a planner to use to help me remember things, but I'd also forget I had it.

I remember a classmate asking "Did you do the homework?" I gave him a bewildered look and said, "We had homework?" I barely got enough credits to pass to 10th grade at the end of the year.

The symptoms got more and more mild as the years went on. Initially, I'd just immediately black out when having a seizure. A couple years in, I'd start having dizzy spells and headaches before blacking out. Then it turned it to dizzy spells, headaches, etc. but no seizure sometimes. Then the seizures, dizzy spells, and headaches stopped around age 22 or 23.

I haven't had any seizures since.
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Nothing that really compares to some of the stories here.

I guess the worst thing that I can recall in my life was having to watch as my parents started growing apart.

My dad supposedly has bi-polar and would frequently act out. He never got physical with me or my mom but they would fight all of the time and he would start locking himself in his workout room. I recall several occasions where my mom would be on the floor with him as he cried.

I hated my dad back then for the things he did and said to my mom. I would hide away in my room for what seems to be most of my childhood until they got divorced. Our lives definitely saw an improvement for both my mom and myself once that happened.

I would go with him every once in the while after the divorce. We would usually go to see movies, go bowling, or go to the park. He put more effort into our relationship after the fact. I still resented him for how he acted when our family was together, so I eventually got to the point where I told him that I was done. I stopped seeing him on those weekends and completely cut him out of my life for many years.

He moved on and started another family. He eventually reached out to me after several years by buying two tickets to go see Tool in concert (a favorite band of ours). I could have easily said no but I guess I was ready to mend our relationship and give him another chance.

He does seem a lot better than he used to be, maybe he finally sought help, which is something he was never willing to do. He did recently separate from his 2nd wife though, so I'm not sure if his old habits still rear their ugly face from time to time or what. I enjoy having him in my life now and I know that many of his issues stem from his childhood. It's easier for me to sympathize with him now that I'm an adult.
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leverageblargh posted...

Where are the rapist and your brother now? Did your brother get his shit together and try to make amends?

Was your sister resistant to testifying because she was too young, because she didn't want the whole ordeal of a trial or because she didn't want her drug addict brother to be prosecuted despite what he did? Or was it a combination of all that?

No idea where the guy who raped her is, last I heard he had come out of his coma but that was in... '07?

Nobody has seen or heard from my brother since I exiled him in '06, except for my mother. She apparently talks to him once every year or so, but I have no clue what they talk about. She knows better than to talk about him near me. If he contacted me or my sister, I'd hunt him down.

I have never asked why my sister didn't want to go to court, that isn't my place. It had nothing to do with not wanting my brother to go to jail though. The only reason she asked me not to kill him right then was because she didn't want me to get in trouble.
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being diagnosed with cancer last year
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I was molested by an older boy when I was 10. Twice in fact. I believe that contributed to me having bisexual tendencies.
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I was frequently and severely beaten as a child, for behaviors that I found out four years ago to be normal symptoms of Asperger's Syndrome.
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SpoonRebooted posted...

I was frequently and severely beaten as a child, for behaviors that I found out four years ago to be normal symptoms of Asperger's Syndrome.

this, except i wasnt beaten, i was bullied.
i have a variation where i have all the positives (genius level intellect, extreme power of observation, etc) and none of the faults (ie, im not the kid from mercury rising) except im extremely introverted.

now my parents foolishly think this can be "cured" with therapy and pills. they are blinded, probably with guilt, for never believing my acts of self defense were justified (like one time a kid tried to forcibly look up my skirt despite my constant protests, so i got fed up and buried my knee in his face and he lost two teeth)
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Watching my friends die. Failing resuscitation attempts.

Way worse than any of the physical things I've experienced.

Gamer99z posted...

leverageblargh posted...

Gamer99z posted...

I was going to say the severe mental, physical, and sexual abuse I went through as a child

Damn

I've never seen you mention this even on Sanctuary

Damn

I've mentioned individual stories once or twice over the years but I've never gone too deep into it because there's not really any reason to I guess. I figured any situation I'd bring it up in would probably just come off as attention seeking or something. Oddly I've said more on here than I have to anyone irl except one person who stabbed me in the back over it and gave me severe trust issues with talking about any part of it with anyone else since then. I guess the complete anonymity and disconnect from people online makes it somewhat easy to talk about here but I'm still not really able to talk about it with people irl.

Damn man. I didn't know either. Also fuck that person you confided in and they twisted it. Sounds like a real piece of shit.

I haven't really had anything that terrible happen to me in retrospect.

I nearly killed myself on a water slide at a water park when I was 8. It was one of those 100 foot or so straight drops and I launched myself off of it without weighing myself down. I could hear the guy at the top just start screaming "No!" over and over. Thankfully a few feet before the base I got back on the slide. I got kicked out of the park over it.

I also nearly died the summer of my junior year of high school because of a severe bout of h. pylori. I lost 40 pounds in 2 weeks, was in and out of the ER for a month for fluids (I couldn't keep anything down) went through three different treatment methods, and so on. I have no clue where it originated from, but it royally fucked up my GI tract and I have IBS-D as a result.
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Everything
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My dad was a douche, I've been hospitalized on the verge of death ... 3 times now, and I've had pretty severe depression for almost half my life.

I can't really pin down a single event, though.

Edit: Oh, yeah, and I was raised in a crazy Christian fundamentalist church.

dr_zomberg posted...

SpoonRebooted posted...

I was frequently and severely beaten as a child, for behaviors that I found out four years ago to be normal symptoms of Asperger's Syndrome.

this, except i wasnt beaten, i was bullied.
i have a variation where i have all the positives (genius level intellect, extreme power of observation, etc) and none of the faults (ie, im not the kid from mercury rising) except im extremely introverted

This describes my case very well. I learned to adapt and hide most of the worst symptoms, as a survival mechanism. I was diagnosed at 32, at the same time as my daughter (age 4 at the time). My mother cried and apologized when I told her, but, too little, too late.

Your parents mean well, but they cannot be made to understand who we are. Endure, and make your own life, as I did.
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DezCaughtIt posted...

Gamer99z posted...

leverageblargh posted...

Gamer99z posted...

I was going to say the severe mental, physical, and sexual abuse I went through as a child

Damn

I've never seen you mention this even on Sanctuary

Damn

I've mentioned individual stories once or twice over the years but I've never gone too deep into it because there's not really any reason to I guess. I figured any situation I'd bring it up in would probably just come off as attention seeking or something. Oddly I've said more on here than I have to anyone irl except one person who stabbed me in the back over it and gave me severe trust issues with talking about any part of it with anyone else since then. I guess the complete anonymity and disconnect from people online makes it somewhat easy to talk about here but I'm still not really able to talk about it with people irl.

Damn man. I didn't know either. Also fuck that person you confided in and they twisted it. Sounds like a real piece of shit.

I haven't really had anything that terrible happen to me in retrospect.

I nearly killed myself on a water slide at a water park when I was 8. It was one of those 100 foot or so straight drops and I launched myself off of it without weighing myself down. I could hear the guy at the top just start screaming "No!" over and over. Thankfully a few feet before the base I got back on the slide. I got kicked out of the park over it.

I also nearly died the summer of my junior year of high school because of a severe bout of h. pylori. I lost 40 pounds in 2 weeks, was in and out of the ER for a month for fluids (I couldn't keep anything down) went through three different treatment methods, and so on. I have no clue where it originated from, but it royally fucked up my GI tract and I have IBS-D as a result.

Yeah the guy was actually a CPS rep too which is why it fucked me up so bad. I pretty much lost all trust in strangers, adults, authority figures, etc. from that all at once.

But damn that's pretty scary especially with H. pylori. Anything that can make you drop 40lbs like that is pretty terrifying to me.
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