Hit rock bottom when I experienced my first serious heartbreak. Girlfriend left me for no reason and then found out it was for another guy. Went into a three month period of severe depression where my whole body hurt. Couldn't eat, couldn't speak, etc. Kind of felt like there was a big empty bottomless hole where my heart was supposed to be. Ended up doing terrible that semester and got a 2.4 by barely passing my classes. The second I got over it after 3 months she ended up coming back and we ended up dating for 2 more years before I called it off as I had learned my lesson and wasn't going to waste my time. However I never felt the same about her, or even loved her fully after it happened. Kind of glad it happened to me and I learned a lot. I've gone through a bunch of bad shyt since then but nothing came even remotely close to how I felt that winter. Once you kind of hit rock bottom you can only go up, and you'll never want to feel that way again.
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Thread: Lowest point in your life?
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08-07-2019, 07:52 AM #91
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08-07-2019, 08:05 AM #92
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lol ok jeff.
dont listen to that guy. everyone on the misc makes $350k/year and drives a ferrari. Most Americans don't have $500 for an unexpected car repair.
$18,000 is a substantial amount of money for nearly everybody. I guarantee you Warren Buffett wouldnt be happy about an $18k loss and would think carefully on how to invest that kind of money.
Sorry for your loss broReps to all BJJ/grappling/MMA bros.
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08-07-2019, 08:11 AM #93
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08-07-2019, 08:12 AM #94
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Few years back went hard on drugs, H, coke, crack...ended up losing my job...got a new one...lost it...got another...lost it.
Went to rehab to get clean...didn't work...went to go live with my brother out of the area, he ended up kicking me out.
Homeless..sleeping by a canal with just a sleeping back and a pair of clothes and dress shoes in winter.
How I got out...well being homeless forced me to be clean cuz...no money and had more important things to take care of like find food and work.
Signed up for a free mailbox at the local shelter so I could get a government phone and a food stamp card. Started going to the library every day to read and look for local jobs. Eventually found a job washing dishes at a pizza place for min wage when I was used to making 30+/hr. I had to walk 2+ miles there every day and walk back at 3am to my little sleeping spot in ridiculously cold weather. Lots of suicidal thoughts, i still cant feel part of my foot because some water got into my sleeping bag one night and woke up ridiculously cold.
After meeting some people there...the one bartender girl and her BF invited me to hang out with them one night to party...and then the next night...until basically they were like we know you are homeless...just stay with us. So I did...got some new clothes...rides to work...showers..friends but eventually I had to go back. Did a skype interview with an IT company that was working with DOC in DC...got the job...moved back to my old house (they forgave me i just had to pay them back from last years rent) and I have never been more confident in my life. It taught me alot and I would not be as strong of a person without that experience.
All in all I was homeless for about 6 months, and lived with them for about 5
I still have a drinking problem...and I still do soft-coke almost weekly. But I have the best job i have ever had, just moved into an awesome place, and working out again.
BTW I still talk to the girl and her BF that helped me out...visit them and their family at least twice a year and talk all the time about how everyone is doing.
Cliffs:
Drugs, job loss, girl loss and no place to live so went homeless during winter
Hit the job search at library everyday while sleeping outside
got min wage job where I met some awesome people that helped me out
Got a good job back in DC, moved back, great feels, became stronger
still drink way too much and do soft drugs (no crack or H)
Best job i ever had, new place, new girl, working out again."Obsessed is just a word the lazy use to describe the dedicated"
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08-07-2019, 10:57 AM #95
Thanks, it was and still is super tough. Also, the collateral damage in terms of being in psycho mode and making bad decisions, plus opportunity cost from not having as much as I should have had was a lot greater than just the $18K. I went through periods where I was seriously contemplating homicidal/suicidal thoughts.
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08-07-2019, 11:05 AM #96
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08-07-2019, 11:34 AM #99
Went through terrible IBS due to a terrible diet was to sick to do anything but the bare minimum (work) lost a ton of gains went from benching >300 to struggling to rep 225 a couple times. Almost commuted suicide Developed heart problems had a mini stroke got surgery lost even more gains passed out at work because of heart problems got fired from career (firefighter) over it and managed to make it to 20 as a incel who had never had a gf but I’m doing good now
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08-07-2019, 11:38 AM #100
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Def not a surprise..but I guess as an addict I would see more addicts. Used to say "One thing I have learned as an adult is...everyone does coke...and cheese is more expensive than you think" Even without the soft and hard drugs..most of my close friends drink till blackout at least 3 days out of the week...usually more.
"Obsessed is just a word the lazy use to describe the dedicated"
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08-07-2019, 03:01 PM #107
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After a chain of events I admitted myself into a mental health facility. The day I reached out for help I had plans that morning to pull my car into my garage and end it right there. Right before I sat down to back my car into it I remembered that I had a son and he needed me.I was at my lowest and was embarrassed but I needed the help. When I was released I started seeking treatment through the VA. I can safely say that if he wasn't there I would've been gone in 2016.
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08-07-2019, 03:07 PM #108
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08-07-2019, 07:55 PM #113
Never typed this out before-
Wrestled for 12 years, won state 11 times- looking forward to multiple scholarship opportunities as a senior in highschool. Go to senior nationals, blow out my shoulder (for the second time) and tear every ligament around the right socket. Was still doing pain pills from the first surgery (script had run out but i was still buying them) and i ended up addicted. Cheated on my long term girlfriend, broke up and was devastated. Drank alcohol for the first time and started getting drunk everyday. Took a bottle of advil (LOL) while drunk thinking I was going to kill myself. My sister came home from prom to me puking in the living room, too drunk to walk. My parents were trying to work things out because they were struggling and they had to cut the date short to get me to the hospital. I'll never drop how ashamed of that night I am.
Wasn't working so a buddy and I started manufacturing Spice for a little side $$. He came over with his girl and we did coke two nights in one week(At that time I had only smoked pot and that was on two occasions and nothing else) Third night they came over we were trying to grip some beer but couldn't find anyone to buy (we were 19 and 20) any and we ended up doing meth (girl claimed it was all she could find. In hindsight she was already using)
I moved in with those two when my dad kicked me out and began using every day with his girlfriend. Spent a couple years on the needle. I remember crying in my closet one night because i thought i was going to have a heart attack but I also thought there were people surrounding our house. The shadow people were a daily thing. I remember one day overhearing my roommates plotting to kill me so I grabbed a knife and ran in the room- but I was the only one home & I'd imagined it all. Few months into it our usage was so high that we had to sell it to stay high. Few months later our roommate and our dealer took a mutual friend out to a local lake and told him to dig his grave. They shot him 5x as soon as he turned around. They lifted a prescription of oxys and went to get fast food using the dead friend's debit card. Roommate was arrested the next day. He testified against our dealer as a witness..
The next week I was home with the girl when a home invasion took place. It was conducted by someone we had ripped off (for like $20!!) They sat us down and cleaned out the house. I have never felt so immasculated. I popped off one time and he hit me in the back of the head so hard that my eyes began watering and it looked like Iwas crying. It was humiliating.
Anyways, that happened. even though I hadn't played a part in the murder I mentioned earlier, i was ridiculously paranoid after that and moved into the home of someone we sold to. I spent the night at a friends house and while I was gone the person I was staying with sold everything i owned. when i got to their house, it was full of gangster-type of people. They were using the money from all my tools to get everyone high & pack the house so I wouldn't do anything crazy. Moved into a different friends home. Their family was extremely gang affiliated. One day they had a guy over and I recognized him as someone that was in the house when my stuff was stolen. My friend and uncle asked me if I was positive and when I confirmed they absolutely wrecked the man. I remember thinking he was going to die. At the time I was happy to see this happening to him.. I was a twisted man. I've never been an unhappier person.
Apparently they brought him over because he owed them money anyways. I remember they dragged him into the garage after giving him a beatdown and we just smoked all day in there with him lying on a couch.
I remember my buddy taunting the man and freaking out if he caught him looking at us. They kept that guy for a day and a half. After the first day I was very scared for the man (and scared for selfish reasons- didn't want to be around a second murder in just a few months...)
About 3 months later I tried my hardest to get clean and failed multiple times. I called my mom during a particularly rough bout of withdrawal and she was at the house within 20 min. I moved in and lashed out at her every day during withdrawal. I will never forget or forgive the things I said during the first month. I owe for for the rest of my life plus some. She smothered me with love.
I relapsed a couple times during the first month and a couple times during the second month. The third month clean I got someone pregnant and have not touched meth or heroin since.
Baby momma and I get along great. She's married to someone else and I don't think we've been in an argument since our kid was born. Daughter is now 5 and starts kindergarten in two weeks. I live by myself in a 2 bedroom condo so my kid gets her own room. I have her every Saturday/Sunday/Monday. She learned to spell my name last month. We breed salamanders and raise them, we release ~200 tiger salamanders every summer. She has two ball pythons we'll breed next summer so she can have a little cash to buy snacks. I work at a bank and love my life. It's finally on track. Took me a while to get my finances in order (especially my credit) and i'm on track to have a mortgage by the time I'm 30. I'm 28 now. Life can be rough.
My biggest lesson is that life is not a race and it's ok to get a late start. Also sometimes **** sucks and that's just the way it works. Everything I went through was because of decisions that I made. Nobody made me an addict but myself but for some reason I spent so much time feeling sorry for myself.
To this day I have a perfect record. Not even a speeding ticket. I was jailed once but the charges were dropped.
I am ashamed of who I was but I am not that person anymore. I'm a fukkin butterfly misc srsLast edited by GrandpaFeathers; 08-07-2019 at 08:20 PM.
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08-07-2019, 08:12 PM #114
flunked out of school, was extremely overweight, depressed, working part time at an awful retail job that i sucked at. no girls or friends talked to me. wanted to end it all really.
got my act together slowly, first w school. renerolled and was honors. took awhile to get into the gym, but did and havent looked back since. 65+ lbs down boyos
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08-07-2019, 08:25 PM #115
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08-07-2019, 08:44 PM #116
Norwood reaper came to visit at 20.
Made me really depressed and not want to leave the house. Became suicidal.
Thought my dating life was over before it even began because no girl is going to wanna date a 20 year old dude rockin the Homer Simpson.
But discovered finasteride + minoxidil + the gym, and my life turned around/
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08-07-2019, 08:47 PM #117
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08-08-2019, 05:12 PM #119
fffuuak at some of these replies. some of you brahs must have had a lot of character built after some of these ordeals
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08-08-2019, 05:41 PM #120
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My wife was cheating on me with some guy she met at work.
Started out with just some flirting and of course progressed. It was almost in my face so i could not deny it. Of course she progressively started turning on my and blaming me for the whole thing. We had a new baby so it was complicated. Could not just walk away as no one would take care of the baby.
I was living in base housing as I was in the navy so pretty much she had the upper hand. After a while it just got so bad that i had to leave. i had no money, hell, i was in the navy. They drove my to work on base, dropped me off with a box full of bills and drove of with my 62 chevy.
I could not just walk away from the base housing place because of my son and you cannot have two government housings at the same time so I was basically homeless while on active duty.
Fortunately where I worked we had a 24/7 watch with a bunk room, there were 2 bunks for the watch standers and an old couch. I slept on the couch and pretty much just lived there for about 6 months. There was a shower so I had that but every day, i worked and just walked into the locker room and was home. wondering about my son.
It really sucked. Finally even base housing got sick of her and threw her out, basically threw me out so ruined my chances of ever living in housing again. Thats when things started to turn around.
Met a new woman, a sailor, she worked for me and already had an apartment so I worked my way into her place. It was rough man. I stayed with her for years until she left. At least that time i had some money in the bank. of course, it was her paychecks i was stashing because i could see the writing on the wall.
It was tough both times and i would not suggest it for anyone. Think about what you are doing before getting into a relationship."To be a warrior is not a simple matter of wishing to be one. It is rather an endless struggle that will go on to the very last moment of our lives. Nobody is born a warrior, in exactly the same way that nobody is born an average man. We make ourselves into one or the other."-- Carlos Castaneda
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