Posted on 11/26/2005 3:54:50 PM PST by UnBubba
I just finished reading about that sorry b*st*rd, George Clooney:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/1528789/posts
He whines on about the past twelve months being the worst year of his life. Boo Hoo. I guess being a world traveling multi-millionaire isn't as wonderful as we might think.
What I have discovered over the years is that good and bad times are somewhat cyclical. Everything can be going well and then, all of a sudden, a bad cycle will emerge. The same is true in reverse.
I thought it might be enlightening to hear what real people have to say about the worst year of their life. I am sure your year will put poor George in his place.
While riding her bike home from work, my eighteen year old daughter was killed by a drunk driver on June 11 1982.
I'm so sorry.
I think you when the booby prize for worst thing that could have happened.
1995: I fall off a step ladder on an off the books job. Breaking my foot and fracturing and disfiguring my shoulder. Operated on my foot. Put a couple of screws in there. Put in a wheelchair for 4 months. Have to learn how to walk again. Now walk with a painful limp. I used to be able to walk for miles (and enjoyed it), but now cant even walk from one room to the other in my own home without discomfort or pain. (I was hoping to join the Army)
2004: One of my cats died. And also lost the use of my car because didnt have the money to have it fixed (it all went to vet bills). So to get to work and back home, I had to rely on public transportation. Problem was that the only bus stop nearest to my house was a 20 minute walk.
So, I would walk to that bus stop to take the bus to the train station (a ten minute ride). Then I had to wait for the train to come which was around 50 minutes. Then the train would take me a couple of stops (another ten minute ride) where I would endure another 50 minute wait for another bus to come and take me from the train station to my job (another ten minute ride).
As a result, I spent only 30 minutes riding, but two hours waiting/walking around for busses and trains. Both ways. 5 days a week I did this through the entire fall and wintertime. Walking through rain, snow, heavy wind, and freezing temps as well as waiting around in such weather for my train and busses to to come pick me up. It wasnt untill the weather got warmer this spring was I finally able to get the car repaired. (Taking a taxi to and from work was out of the question: Too expensive)
2000 - Abusive relationship
I still play that song from years ago!Commander Cody and The LOst Planet Airmen!!
Sorry I didnt Read the bands name on your post.
To everyone else who responded, I appreciate your comments and am floored by some of the stories I have read. Let's hope for many good years ahead.
GXK
Yep. In Suffolk County. Close to the Nassau/Suffolk county border.
In 1976 my mother died of breast cancer, after trying to conceal her disease from the rest of us. While she was in the hospital, my sister had to go in as well to have a brain tumor removed.
Back then I felt that my world was collapsing, and that, if G-d existed, He sure as hell didn't like me. Now I see where I gained the strength to carry on & gain greater independence.
Maybe finding the silver lining in the dark cloud is a way of avoiding the self-pity mode.
Sorry for your loss. That is a handsome friend.
Her passing has created a need for guns.
The year I got married. Sometime in the late 70's I'm told.
The worst year of my life was 1984. It was my last full year in the Marine Corps. I had decided early that year to not re-enlist and once I made that decision, the next 14 months leading to my discharge seemed like a prison sentence. I wanted so badly to just get out and get on with the rest of my life. When I finally got discharged on February 9, 1985, it was the happiest day of my life. I still have vivid memories of flying from San Diego to Boston with the feeling that I had all of my life ahead of me, with a clean slate and endless possibilities. I must say that things have turned out pretty darn good.
my worst year can't compare with the rest on here without a doubt, but here it goes:
My worst year (it was actually over about 2 year) was from about mid-July 2001 to September of 2002. I was probably clinically depressed, my new marriage (I was married in May of 2002) was failing, I was having troubles at work, I was constantly negative about everything. I could not get out of the rut and the funk I was in. It started fairly innocently: I was turned down for a promotion at the job.
Another rejection happened again that August. What was happening was the boss man was hiring "ringers" for certain positions and putting them on the help desk with me. When a NOC position or a DMS position or a Config Management position would come open, he was required to open it up to people. Well I would work on a certain area and try to learn the responsibilities of those areas only to find out that the new hire who had been there for 2 months had been doing that for 10 years or more. It sucked.
Being that I was only 21 at the time, I couldn't get over it.
I started to put on weight, I stopped working out, things weren't going my way. When I got up to 296 lbs, my wife more or less brought me back into reality. From July to September it was a slow climb back out of my problems, through exercise and just doing fun things with the wife. On September 8th of 2002, I weighed myself and was down to 250 lbs. I felt GREAT. I won't let that happen to myself again.
It was harder than I can make it be through words, but against what others have gone through on here, it doesn't come close to comparing.
Can't wait to kiss this year goodbye.
Hang in there... not sure if you accept prayers, but the freeper prayer request brigade really helped me when I needed it.
Forgot to add that while dealing with the 2005 BFB (best friend breakup), I went though a horrible stretch this summer where the doctors thought I may have a brain tumor. Thank the Lord it was negative.
"So cowboy up George Clooney! (you lilly livered liberal)"
I like the way you said that!
On a serious note, you sound like you had a really awful year. I'm very sorry for your loss of your son, just very sad.
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