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Hey Pandas, What Are Things That You Have Been Through That Make You Feel Empty?
I’m depressed, what about you?
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What I was a child I had two moms they broke up but my stay at home mom would not give a **** we grew up in a trashy house
Losing my dad... He passed away 8 months ago. Before he passed, I was lucky enough to spend a great amount of time with him (we knew how sick he was, he didn't know). We said all the things that needed to be said, we hugged each other a lot and we said how much we love each other. I was one of the few that had the chance to do that with their loved ones. But since then, I feel a part of me is missing... I feel a void in my heart and my mind... I know that things will get better eventually but for now, I am still trying to be ok, one step at a time...
Empty nest syndrome, and chronic pain from my broken back. Due to the pain and limited mobility I am unable to do the things I had hoped to do once my boys left the nest. So, now I have nobody to talk to (the boys won't use the phone but they text occasionally) and no way to get where I want.
Please check social services in your area to see what support is available for people with disabilities (or seniors - not sure if that would apply). For example, in Canada there are services like Wheel-trans that provide transportation to people with limited mobility. And the Internet is a great place to meet people - there's an app called Peanut specifically for mothers to make friends, no matter what their age. Good luck!
Where to start...
Physical abuse by both my parents as long as I remember, narcisstic mother, sexual abuse from 3 - 12 yrs by my uncle, witnessed suicide of my first husband in the 10th week of my second pregnancy, lost a twin baby because of that ... I'm pretty wracked
My family made it absolutely clear they didn’t accept me and I have to stay here until I graduate high school. Maybe I’d go the second I turn 18 but my sister doesn’t need to watch her family fall apart. She needs someone who would accept her no matter what. I would. Our parents wouldn’t.
Oh, so many things... getting brain cancer and expecting friends and family to support me...nope, bullied and made fun of me instead. My own parents FFS. And this is through several surgeries, tons of meds, etc.
Losing my grandma who was my mom for a long time (my mom went straight back to work), losing my dog who supported me through everything above...so many days it just doesn't feel worth it to get up in the morning.
Being around my crazy mom and dad, most of my life. Being raised by them lol. My husband leaving me twice for an older women when I was 17.
Probably my eating disorders and multiple attempts on my own life without support. Still going through both of those alone. I'm only 15.
Returning from a combat mission I am still not allowed to talk about in detail due to confidentiality even years later.
My dog, and my fish(the only peopleI could talk to openly) both died.
Rough childhood never had that one person in life who accepted me or cared. Now as an adult relationships of any kind . Just feel there’s something wrong with me. No matter how successful I am.
life has gotten better even when I meet great people there’s always this emptiness inside. I’m a believer in Jesus Christ and I think that is my why question if need the urge to ask when it my time to face my maker
Wanting my (abusive, alcoholic, un-medicated mentally ill) mother. I went NC a long time ago and that's still the right decision, but sometimes I still want my Mommy. I'm 46.
My daughter gave birth to her first child at 26 weeks in another state. The baby was in the NICU for 57 days and then was able to go home. Within that month, one of her parents shook this little angel and she ended up in ICU. We were called by the hospital and I went down. She suffered 2 brain bleeds and hemorrhages behind both eyes. Long story short, we were given custody while her husband was being investigated. The case was dropped (we still don't know why). My daughter was then told by her husband that she had to choose between me or him. That was on October 23, 2008. My granddaughter is now 15 and she has 2 brothers. I heard she told them that I was dead. Yeah... my heart still hurts.
My mom is still dating a pedo who would touch me and make gross comments about me since i was 8. Hes also racists towards Mexicans ( both me and my mom are mixed and are part Mexican) I hate him but she keeps saying he makes her happy even though most of the time they are fighting