Hey Pandas, What Was The Hardest Thing You Have Ever Overcome?

The fact that I like this girl who’s my best friend but she is not looking for a parter and I think if I ask her out it’ll ruin our friendship.

Accepting that my parents will never recognise that my PTSD/Anxiety disorder is real and having to cut contact with them because it causes me far too much stress. Feeling disappointed that someone you expect to support you never will.

getting heartbroken and getting in a fist fight with my ex
abuse from my step dad, mom, and brother (who were homophobic and called me names because I am bi)
cutting, burning, and suicidal thoughts
3 mental hospital visits
moving in with my grandparents (who veritably abuse me)
doing online school
realizing that i'm not ok
dealing and figuring out that I have depression, anxiety, insomnia, and PTSD
my last name (my dad tried to kill my mom when I was 2 and I have my dad's last name)
my toxic ex
doing therapy fora total 10 hours each week

this all took time you won't get better in a second it will take time to heal but that is ok it is ok to take your time. :3

(if you need someone to talk to I'm here :3)

I've shared a lot on BP, but this is one thing I have not yet shared. My second marriage was difficult because my husband had anger management issues and many other problems, I would later found out about. He was arrested for a shocking crime, and ended up going to prison for life. It has been almost 15 years now, and it is still painful to think about. I still feel betrayed. He had been cheating and using drugs, and involved in other crimes. It devastated me emotionally, mentally and financially. I had to get a divorce and rebuild my life. At the time, it felt like the worst thing that could ever have happened to me, but today I realise that it was the best thing that could have happened. I can't even imagine what my life would be like today, if I were still living with this very disturbed man.

Cancer.

the loss of the first horse I ever rode. his name was snoopy and when I was 3 I could pronounce it so I called him snow pea. years later I worked at where he lived and one day I found that he had passed in the night. he was a special boy

My battle will severe clinical depression

2020 ... still haven't overcome

Myself.

Having my closest friend lie to me and get my other friends to back them up on what they were saying. I felt so betrayed... :C

A heartbreak that happened a few days ago..It's his grandfather's fault though..

Mom leaving me when I was 5(I still kind of struggle with it)
Dad leaving me with grandparents
Grandfather constantly yelling at my grandmother and sister
Used to have good grades before 9th grade, now that it's 9th grade they're dropping.
Going between several eating disorders
Very happy and bubbly then almost suicidal and then numb-- happens almost every day..
Self harming
Strong self-hatred
BDD
Caffeine addiction(if I don't drink it I'd probably struggle so hard to stay awake..)
Suicidal thoughts every few days
Struggling with identity and sexuality (I see myself as genderfluid and bisexual but I haven't told anybody for fear of being judged...)

Some of these I still struggle with from time to time but I'm still fighting!!

Two years ago I found out my Father has another daughter. He told me not to tell my mother. It was so hard. But I had to tell my mother slowly.

Not overcome yet - Five weeks ago, I woke up 95-98% deaf from Meniere's, which I've had for a long time. I’d already lost a lot of hearing one ear and I knew I had it in both ears which isn’t common. On a Friday, I started to have a Meniere’s flair in my “good” ear and got an appointment with my ENT for the following Monday. Standard treatment is steroids which had always worked at getting my hearing back to where it was. I woke up the next day deaf. I got to an emergency medical care place and got a prescription for steroids, which I started immediately. That Monday, I saw my ENT and he started me on a much stronger steroid which I took for over 2 weeks and during those the two weeks had 2 intratympanic steroid injections in my ear. There was no improvement. Tomorrow, I have an appointment at a Cochlear Implant Clinic.

That my dad is a liar. He keeps telling me he will comeback home and try better but when he does come back he just gets involved with drugs again and gets arrested again. He says he didn't do anything but i'm not stupid. He just doesn't want to hurt me but he's hurting me more by lying to me :(

She

My best friend leaving me. It was my first ever heartbreak, and a best friend breakup is the worst one to start with. I’m very drawn to depressed people, because I want to feel with them and help them. I guess I like to be empathetic in a way. I’m not depressed myself though, but I’ve had depressive episodes. This best friend though, (let’s call her blondie) was depressed. I stepped into her life when her parents where going through issues, and I felt as if I could be a light when she needed me. We were friends for 3 years. We would have awesome days, but when we fought, we FOUGHT. There was name calling, and we were really aggressive over the simple things. Blondie was also very boy crazy, and I knew why. I told her to step away from boys because they were bad for her, but she didn’t listen because she thought I was trying to keep her to myself. That was partly true. She was always seeking pity. She would also say that she was poor to get attention. I get it though, she needed it from someone. I would tell her that she wasn’t poor but she’d get really upset when I brought that up. Even longer story short, she texted me November 22, 2018 and said “I don’t want to be friends anymore” now usually, I can brush it off because usually best friends joke, but I knew she wasn’t joking. I would ask her what I did wrong and she said that I would never take accountability for anything and other crap. It was somewhat true. I faced her in school after thanksgiving weekend, and she was so giddy. I hated that. I still do. I had to run sobbing out of the classroom to the counselor, who brought her in for closure, and she was so stone cold. That was not my best friend. The old Blondie was. I cried every night and day for months, but then she moved schools. That was probably one of the best things that could’ve happened. Not because I hated her, but so that I didn’t have to avoid her. I don’t hate her. I hate the version of her who decided to leave me, but I am so thankful for her. Being friends with her taught me what to do in crappy situations with friendships. And I’ve kept my current best friend for almost a decade now, and I feel physically better ever since she left. Tough things happen for a reason. :))

Self hatred, the fear of failing.

My tourette's syndrome - I still have it but I've learned to live with it. :)

Overcoming multiple addictions before I'd even turned fourteen. But after lots of hard work on my part and lots of much appreciated support from my amazing friends, I've gotten my life back on track. I'll be eight months sober on the 23rd. There's always hope.

The hardest thing for me to overcome is being told almost 3 years ago that I had an unknown terminal cancer that is shutting down my lymphatic system. I've spent this time trying to get some kind of diagnosis, but every doctor gives up once they rule out something that is treatable. I even had one doctor tell me the only other suggestions he had was for me to get my will ready.

I have been developing new systems of my body falling apart every 3-6 weeks. Yet still have to work 40 hours a week because no official diagnosis means I get no help from anyone.

I have overcome this by putting one foot in front of the other every single day. I have to go on because I have no choice, but to go on. I also take more naps that I ever dreamed I would.