What was the worst day of your life?

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

January 15, 1987 - the day Mom died. Of course, July 8, 1983 (when we lost Dad) and December 12, 2000 were no picnic, either.

[lost-in-nj]

1. to many..

one worse than the other.....


:hug: :hug:

lost

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

2. Now THAT'S no good

:hug: :loveya:

[Rabrrrrrr]

3. Any day that I've let others define me is a bad day. Also, Sept. 11, 2001 was a bad day.

The day that shithead McFuckbrain was "elected" was a bad day, but that was nothing in comparison to the day that he allowed - with full knowledge - my office to be attacked by evil muslim fucks.

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

7. FYI, I'm Muslim, but I don't argue with your characterization

And I agree that he did allow it to happen. I hate extremists in any form (except people who LOOOOOOVVVVEEE animals, as long as they don't hoard them like that weirdo in Dallas).

[BarenakedLady]

4. So far?

The day my dog Katie died suddenly. I've been lucky, my grandparents all lived long lives before they died. My Nana is still going strong at 102. My parents are healthy. I've suffered the loss of a few family members. But when my constant (and I mean she went EVERYWHERE with me) companion for nine and 1/2 years died, I was devastated (I was also probably suffering from a mild case of postpartum depression as well). I wasn't prepared for that loss and grief.

I'm sure there will be far worse days ahead.

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

10. That would be truly terrible

I'm sorry for your loss. :hug:

[Joe Fields]

5. March 14, 1974.

[Gormy Cuss]

6. Different day, same reason.

Actually the worst day was a few weeks before when we were told her horrid diagnosis.

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

11. You're right - April 29, 1986 was no picnic, either

I'm sorry for your loss. :hug: :loveya:

[Gormy Cuss]

21. Yours too.

:hug:

[SPKrazy]

8. Well...

the last time I saw my mother alive must have been October 5, 2005? She died 5 days later. I had flown out for a long weekend to Colorado to see her. She was so out of it, but I could hold her hand, put lotion on her, talk to her, hug on her, and talk to my poor dad who was beside himself.

the day I moved out and hugged my son and told him I loved him was very bittersweet. Don't know if it is the worst.

The day I walked into my first 12 step meeting, beaten down and scared to death. Turned out to be a good thing. Didn't think so at the time.

I think I'm going to stop thinking of the worst days of my life...

moving on...

:hi:

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

12. Sorry to bring you down

:hug:

[lost-in-nj]

14. You have to have some good days???

:hug: :hug: :hug: :hug:
:loveya: :loveya: :loveya: :loveya:
they won't replace your memories
but they can help you move on!!!!


lost

[Lady President]

9. July 29, 2005

That was the day my dad died.

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

13. I'm sorry

:hug:

[Haole Girl]

15. It was...

..the day my mother drove off a mountain road.

[DeposeTheBoyKing]

16. How awful

:cry: :hug:

[Haole Girl]

17. I'm sorry...

I didn't mean to make you sad.
Kitten hugs for you... :hug: :hug: :hug:

[Guava Jelly]

18. two events both in september..I F-ing hate september

Tomorrow..four years ago
September 7, 2003

My mom Died :(
and Two weeks from now two years ago..
September sux ass!!

[flvegan]

19. June 29, 2007

Absolute worst day of my life. I still haven't recovered from it completely.

[Mz Pip]

20. When I found

my best friend murdered in my bedroom. 34 years ago almost to the day. I've lost friends and family to natural causes but that will stay with me forever.

Mz Pip
:dem:

[driver8]

34. Oh My God -- that is awful...

I am so sorry for your loss and for the fact that you found your friend like that. I am sure that is something that never leaves you.

[KitchenWitch]

22. February 5, 1987 - the day I got diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma

[The Straight Story]

23. 9/6/2007 when I clicked on this thread

:)

seriously though, tough call.

The day:
Mom died, her best friend and mom #2 died, day found out my wife has parkinson's, and there are plenty more.

Worst...is the day I felt them all at once as they happened so close together.

[TommyO]

24. I could say the day my dad died, and that would be almost true

but it was really the day that my ex moved out (for the first time) - I didn't learn and let him come back several more times, now my credit is shot (yes, it's my fault, but I was trying to hold things together).

then again, it truly was the day my father died, I had just seen him in the hospital and we talked about doing a train ride that he had promised me when I was just a kid, we never got to take that train ride.

[Ariana Celeste]

25. too many

unfortunately

[wildhorses]

26. august 8, 1974. i knew my life as i knew it was over.

there would be no turning back and, i was forever changed.

[begin_within]

27. August 8 must be a cursed day. Aug. 8, 1999 and Aug 8, 2001 were both really bad days for me.

I've had 2 bad August 8ths. So every year when August 8 comes around I try to pretent it's not August 8, I just ignore the date if at all possible.

[wildhorses]

28. ~

:hug:

[begin_within]

30. Thanks

[WCGreen]

29. Honestly, I don't have a worst day....

So much has happened to me and of me that many would find bad or worse but I look at every day as another chance to not fuck anything more up...

[CaliforniaPeggy]

31. There's a couple of them...

The day I realized I was about to miscarry my first pregnancy...

And the day I was asked to submit my resignation from an important job...

I did come back successfully from both, however...

[txwhitedove]

32. One Fall when I was about 9, was one very long bad day, and

February 10, 2002, when I had my husband arrested and I left Texas, and
August 29, 2005, when H.Katrina put the Mississippi Gulf Coast in a blender.

Life happens, it is bittersweet.

[WildEyedLiberal]

33. Nov 3, 2004

[UrbScotty]

35. April 29, 2004 - Grandpa died.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=1072370

[RFKHumphreyObama]

36. Quite a few

May 25 2007 -When my beloved mother passed away after a long illness. I am still coming to terms with her loss
February 1990 -When my sister's best friend's father passed away suddenly at just 42, leaving behind a grieving wife and children in high school. Our families were quite close and he used to give me a lift home from school. He was one of the nicest, kindest and most gentle people I have ever met
August 1991 -When my paternal grandfather passed away. I had not known him well because we had lived overseas from him but he passed away approximately ten days before we were due to move permanently to the country where he was living and where we would have seen much more of him.
1995, 2000 and 2005 -the days in that year in which I lost my other three grandparents. All three of them lived long and happy and fulfilling lives and I was blessed to have known all of them very well and had quality relationships with them but it's still very sad to lose a grandparent
August 1991 and November 2005 -When we had to put our two beloved dogs to sleep. The first dog we had for almost a decade, the second for 14 years
September 11 2001 -Even though no-one I knew was personally impacted and I don't live in the US anymore, the event just shattered me and totally changed my outlook and perspective on life and the world for the worse and I have still not recovered fully from the horror of that day. I think it will haunt me for the rest of my life

[triguy46]

37. Saturday, August 18, 2007

The day my son suffered a C7 fracture body surfing. He's going to be fine, but as far as bad days that one is #1. Jumping on a plane in tulsa, making connection in Houston, getting into raleigh at midnight, Duke Medical Center ER at 12:30 not know what I was to find. The 6 hours of travel was pure pain.

So I walk in the ER trauma room, he sees me and says "Wanna go to the beach?" I cracked up.

From the worst to relief, knowing he would be able to walk again, that he did not drown and die.

[Burma Jones]

38. September 11, 2001

We were living in NY and I didn't know where my wife and kids were, no cell phones. My wife and kids arrived home at about noon. Our friends and family that lived and/or worked in/near the financial district couldn't communicate with us until late that afternoon via email. One of my younger brothers saw the attacks from Washington Square Park, he was a Sophomore at NYU. Our community lost 12 people that day. We had moved to NY from Northern Virginia the year before and I grew up in the DC area, so, I watched the pictures of smoke billowing over DC and the Pentagon and was nauseous. I went grocery shopping later that afternoon, just to get away from the TV I guess and because our neighbor still didn't know where her husband was so we invited her and her infant son over for dinner......and the store was darkened as if it was on backup power and it was silent except for the sounds of cash registers. The days that followed were so quiet.

My brother came to stay with us for awhile as the wind shifted and the noxious cloud of dust and smoke was directed northward into Greenwich Village and beyond. We came back with him about 10 days after the attack and decided to walk down to ground zero. You could hear bagpipes and sirens and mumbling. There was thick dust everywhere. We passed two fire stations on the way down. For years, I couldn't pass a NYC fire station without a surge of emotion. We looked at the ruins, they hadn't started to do much cleanup by then. The signs for the missing were everywhere and the air had the strangest smell. We went back to Washington Square Park, which was absolutely bustling with people, and saw Walter Becker with an electric guitar and portable amp just playing for kicks....



My Dad fought and, for four years now, has beaten throat cancer....as he was going through the treatments, there were some very bad days there.

[Orsino]

39. I've had a few...

...and I believe they were all during my former marriage.

[HEyHEY]

40. Shit, that's a tough one... failing grade nine math after trying hard is up there

I guess I'm lucky. I'm sure if I could pinpoint such a day.... it would have really sucked. Maybe the day my OCD went berzerk. I remember the day, it was always kinda there, but one thing set it off and put me into a five year cycle of heavy drinking and mental anquish.

[MagsDem]

41. The day my partner walked out

.... almost 2 years ago to this day, and almost every day since for that matter. We were together about 6 years, and I thought we were happy. Since she left she has come back and forth at least 3 times for short periods of time. She has commitment issues, but I love her dearly, so it just goes on and on. This last time she's been back with me since April or so and I thought everything was going to be okay. Maybe it was just a mid-life crisis she had to work her way through. But she just came back from a long planned month trip in Europe and on Tuesday said she doesn't know if she wants to stay together. Trying to decide now whether I should end it for good. So maybe my worst, worst, day is yet to come.

[Nicholas D Wolfwood]

42. July 11, 1992 - the day my grandmother died.

My life definitely took a major change beginning on that day, for better or worse. It spawned a LOT of bad days from that point, as she was a lot of what held my family together.

[Bennyboy]

43. The day I realized

That my marraige was really over.

[flamingyouth]

44. Last November 16.

The day I was diagnosed with cancer. Not a great day.

June 12, 2004, wasn't so hot either.