65 Men Recall The Exact Moment Everything Fell Apart

A week before Christmas in 2022 when I got a phonecall to tell me my sister had taken her own life.

My dad died 4 months ago and all I want is to know he'll be waiting for me when I d*e. I miss him so much.

Having hot chili paste stuffed into my face, eyes, mouth as I slept, as punishment from my parents when I was about 11. I lost a lot of my human-ity that day.


I wish I was making this up.

A spouse admitted to me that they were no longer attracted to me and that they hadn’t enjoyed our s****l relationships for several years.

When I watched her drive away in the rain for the last time. I found out later that day she was cheating on me. I died twice that day.

That day you realize a friendship is basically over but nobody says it out loud, you just slowly stop talking until it’s done.

I fairly recently realized that a shocking amount of what I do and how I live my life is a lot more motivated by the little boy who just wanted his frigid a*****e of a dad to be proud of him. It ate me up when I realized I’m jealous of my own 13 month old daughter because of how cutesy and loving my now retired dad is with her. I really realized that I’m 30 years old and I’m still just fishing for that “i’m proud of you son” from a guy I don’t even really *like* very much. Then i look at my daughter and I wonder in 30 years what is she going to be secretly wanting from me that i failed to give her? I hope when we get there the answer is nothing but I doubt it.

The day I decided to put my dog down. She had cancer and was getting worse by the day. I’ll never forget the way she tugged on her leash wanting to go home while we waited for the euthanasia room to be ready. I know logically it was the right thing to do but in some ways it feels like I k****d her. Haven’t been the same since.

This past new year's eve when my dog died in my arms.

I was always sick as a child. Respiratory issues and more. It came out early in that I was allergic to tobacco and my mother, being a smoker kept smoking in the house.
Once, at a dinner party with her friends which I was at, they asked her why she never stopped smoking if it was making me so sick.
She casually "joked" that she must love smoking more than she loved me. Fell flat on the crowd for obvious reasons. Little me died inside.
BPD parents gone BPD.

Wife and I were having an argument and it was getting way past the point of being productive. I told her I needed to cool off and went down into the basement to chill. She followed me and continued, backing me into a literal corner with her finger pointed, yelling. Just seeing the fire and venom in her eyes, I knew I had pushed her well past the point of no return - at that moment I felt something inside d*e & I knew my marriage was over.

My then girlfriend was pressuring me to get a new job.

I'd been working at the same place for 20 years and it was a decent job, but I was never going to get rich.

I applied for a tech installer job at the big cable company in town. Lots of applicants. Went to two interviews and it came down to me and another guy.

Anyway, I finally get a call saying they went with the other guy because he had A+ certification and I didn't yet.

I got the call at lunchtime and went home to tell my girlfriend the bad news. She opened the door and could tell something was wrong. I was really bummed and just wanted a hug, but when I told her the bad news she flew into a rage.

She berated me for not getting the job. Her face turned red and veins were sticking out of her neck. I'd never had her direct her wrath at me before although I knew she was capable of it.

It stunned me. Her vitriol was over the top. She finally calmed down, but it broke something. The person I loved more than anyone had just shattered something I thought we had between us.

That was the beginning of the end, sadly, and we had "the talk" a few months later.

The day my cat of 18 years died.

May 10, 2011, A tuesday.

I woke to get ready for work, I walked into my sons room to check on his feeding pump, and he was laying barely responsive and not breathing. My son was handicapped, He had a feeding tube installed. He aspirated on his own saliva/spit up.

Probably the day that my wife had our first miscarriage.

We got married in 2017 and tried having children ever since. Finally happened in 2021. Went for ultrasound at 10-week mark just to check on everything; no fetal heartrate. Something broke in me that likely will never be fixed. Even when we had a successful pregnancy in 2023 and had our son, I couldn't get excited for any of it during the pregnancy in fear of what may happen.

We just had our second miscarriage in April this year and I just felt numb about it. I don't even know how to process something like that anymore.

Day I needed my mother emotionally but when I went to her. Her dementia was finally obvious… that woman was already gone….

The day I lost my soulmate to a brain aneurysm. That was in 2013 and my heart still hasn’t fully healed. Not sure it ever will.

The day my dad didn't show up to my graduation. Not a call, not a text, nothing. I stood there scanning the crowd thinking maybe he was just late, and at some point I just... stopped looking. Something shifted that day and I think that was the moment I truly stopped waiting for him to become the parent I needed him to be.

The day I found out my two children are not biologically mine. Still love them more than words can convey, but I really felt a part of me disappear that day. Knowing someone, who I was in a ‘loving’ relationship with, could do that to me and lie about it.

The day i realized no one was coming to save me.