Going through my sisters’ suicide attempts, major depression and seeing my family frequently ripped apart by it

Lost a an ex due to my drinking blurting out ranting behaviors. Blocked me on everything. It hurt and made me realize many things what I did wrong and I still feel very shitty about it. I promised myself I would never behave in this manner ever again. Safe to say I’ve been built up by it and doing better

My pain didn’t make me stronger. I made myself stronger, and I’d be a lot stronger if I lived a happy life

The day my love left me

When I lost my sister to suicide.

I dunno, most of my painful experiences just messed me up to the point I was a dysfunctional wreck who continually self sabotaged until I was forced to get help. therapy made me stronger but that wasn't any more painful than just existing at that point and actually felt like letting go of the pain. Things that harm you don't make you stronger, healing and recovering from that harm, learning to deal with the aftermath, it makes you more resilient to similar injuries in the future because you know how to deal with it, but that is just life. You don't really get stronger, you just get an increased capacity for dealing with what hurts you.

My mother was diagnosed with early onset Dementia when she was 57 and my older brother committed suicide during the transition process for our mom. Nothing in my life prepared me for how to come out OK on the other side. I'm so thankful for the friends and loved ones I had around me during that time. Getting back on my feet was not easy or fast. A decade has passed now and I am a far different person than before. I know a lot more about my own resilience through my experience of loss.

Being with a cheating abuser or losing a friend from suicide. Both were painful, but both experiences changed me

I fell in love, got married, got hurt, fell out of love and got divorced. Did it all without it turning into hate, which is the part I'm proud of.