The hardest lesson I had to learn from is that the last words you say to someone may be just that the last words said.On Aug.29th ,2002 my dearest friend died after years of battles with alcoholism.He died alone and I was never able to say good bye...We had an argument shortly before and I know the words I said were hurtful and judgmental and he died and I never said "I'm sorry" So be kind to each other because it hurts so bad not being able to take the words back..This is for Randy..Goodnight my love ,sleep peaceful,and know I am sorry....Dottie
The hardest lesson in my life would be to learn how to "trust" folks again.
When I was 18 a horrendous event took place in my life that truly changed me forever. I'll stand back in a crowd, watch and listen. Yes, I'm guarded, but once I open up and invite a person (male or female)into my world of friendship, you become part of my "chosen family".
I agree people aren't always what they seem to be, and we don't always want to see them for who they are for what ever reason we may have.
I don't seem to have a problem with accepting folks for who they are, or being friendly to them. I just know I'm a lot more picky as to who I'd get close to due to my experiences in life.
Strange how life molds us all.....
revolutionarypassion write: What would you say has been the hardest lesson in life you have learned that has impacted you the most?
won't bother going into the details of the story but the lessoned learned was the fact that we tend to see what we want to see in life and not how it truly is. walking thru life with blinders on may block some of the bad things that we refuse, or are afraid to see. but also blinds ya to a whole lotta good thats out there too.
i think mine was when all of the feelings that i had stored away in what i call my feelings closet came tubbling down and sat on my chest--the man that i loved and who supposedly loved me(i'm sure he did in his way) that i had spent 24 yrs with couldn't/wouldn't be there for me to help me thru it--and while still dealing with it the man who had the knight in shinning armour thing needing the damsel in distress couldn't/wouldn't be there for me either when puch came to shove
so the lesson was i needed to take care of me--so i went to what i call the garbage dump of feelings and put them on the table and sort thru them(with my therapist)--no one else will that there are those who aren't strong enough in themselves to be able to put their needs aside temporarily for someone else--WE NEED TO BE COMPLETE TO BE ABLE TO TRUELY GIVE OF OURSELVES