my worst experience is seeing my girlfriend walking while holding hand with a son of *beef* guy (she left me after that).

mine would be when I was in charge of looking after the class's computers, I forgot to turn them off and one of them overheated and some cables burned out, the teacher knew I would never do something like this and so blamed it on another student. I was so sad... that I framed another person

Well I had been saving my virginity forever avoiding sex at all cost and I finally found a guy that I really liked so I gave myself to him not only did I lose my virginity but I got pregnant and contracted HIV..... true story.... I know

-ryan

I had the worst experience, when we had a guest, I tried to bring him a coffee, but I turned it on the table . But maybe some exams from the previews grade made me feel worse haha I got success, but the stress gets me away

This post has been edited by ZaM0: Nov 1 2007, 07:09 PM

The whole experience with my grandma dying of cancer was hard, I wasn't the one dying, but to watch someone you care a lot about dying, is very hard on your spirit.

Then being told you have something also sucks, it makes you want to crawl in a hole and die, or live to be left alone.

Other than those things, I have had embarassing things happen to me, but for the most part they are just silly oh my gosh i can't believe i just said/did that things.

The worst feeling to me, wasn't being shot, but more watching your best friend get shot in the back of the head and knowing that you could have done something to help him after he was there for you your whole life. Thats the worst experience I've had. You know sure, you can say it about you that you wouldn't care if somebody got shot and bled until he died or shot in the heart and died, but it really hurts to actually know the person. To actually acknowledge that hes gone and no more memories with him can be made, and then actually knowing who killed him is even worse because you know you want to get back at him, but then when you think about it for a minute or so you realize what will it do. I hear people tell me, you'll find another friend like him, but its not true, you'll never find that friend that stuck with you from kindergarten, or in my case since we were about 4. Those memories don't leave you, their the type of thing that you never forget that day, its like 9/11. Most people know exactly what they were doing that day, exactly, and where they were when they found out. I remember it just like it happened today, and even now, i turn back in my seat sometimes and say hey jorden look at that, or something like that and then it hits me, hes not there anymore.

Although I didn't realize what just happened until like 3 days later, when i didn't see him at school and it hit me that he wasn't here anymore, and he never will be there. I don't think anything else can make me feel worse then I did that day, or even week. Its like you just want to be alone and people are trying to be there for you. You don't want them to be but then again you do because you know they feel a loss, but not as big of one as you feel.

My second worse experience was feeling alone, without anybody when I left my girlfriend after getting her pregnant just last year. I felt so bad for 3 months, I eventually came back, but it was the second worse feeling I've ever had.

I have to agree with sexymama as I was also sexually molested by my moms second husband, my brothers father. That is by far (i believe) one of the worst expierences a person has to go through, it is something you can never really get over, those memories are with you always, you may not think about it often but its there forever.

My worst experience in life and still experiencing it actually presently, is my wife not talking to me... for the last seven years!

We are talking about Worst experiences here.. And the statement you have put above, I feel most would categorize it under "Heavenly Experiences"... (GF biting ear and reading this... :-( )

PS: Your post is spammish. Please improve.

My heart reaches out to you. Of all the people in the world, I have a soft spot in my (black) heart for victims of sexually-transmitted HIV. Well, after what you just posted, things that happened in my life seemed a whole lot more trivial now...



Uhm, no. I'm happy for myself that I haven't experienced this yet. Although I do tend to dream about my best friend getting killed whenever I've had a bit too much to drink. I'd wake up crying and looking forward to hearing his voice, getting an IM from him or seeing him in person, anything to make sure he's alright. Well, I know I seemed like a total lunatic every time I did that.



For what it's worth, and coming from a total stranger, I'm quite sorry for your loss. My heart reaches out to you too. Yes, some insensitive people do talk about replacing friends (or lovers, when it comes to that) as easily as replenishing one's wardrobe. "You'll find someone like him," or, "There are a lot of fishes in the ocean," unaware that they are unconsciously insulting the memories of the dear departed.



Oh god, the memories...

I've had failures in college, quite inexcusable ones at that. I lacked fortitude and the will to resist... uh, distractions. As a result of my own weaknesses, I have failed in some subjects, which, ultimately, led to my taking an extra year in college. I suppose I'd also consider this the worst experience I've had in my life. It was really a depressing time of anxiety and paranoia; questions popped into my mind like, "$#!+, what happens to me now?" or, "How am I gonna break the news to my parents?" or, "If I get expelled, what other courses can I take?" or, "If I run away from home, where can I go?"

It was also the only time I've attempted suicide. Fortunately (or unfortunately, back then) some pharmaceutical company botched its job and I just fell ill. I remember holding acrimonious sentiments for my daily glass of milk and multivitamins for foiling my planned escape. Still, for now, I guess it opened my eyes that, perhaps, things aren't quite so bad; that maybe, just maybe, I survived to fulfill some purpose in life.

Uh, no. I still haven't found my purpose but I do look at life quite differently now. With your posts about contracting HIV, having best friends killed or getting molested by people you trust, I feel as though there are a lot of things I should be thankful for.

Thank you, I guess, for sharing your worst experiences. I'm not happy because everyone else is in misery, just to be clear; I'm just grateful that I'm comparatively okay and that I'm seeing a brighter side to my life right now. Again, thank you guys