Question of the Day – No. 380 Which conversation so far hurt you the most? Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrMoreLinkedInRedditPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... 25 thoughts on “Question of the Day – No. 380” Add yours My Marks My Rank My Job and especially My Dreams LikeLiked by 1 person Reply With whom you had these conversations? LikeLike Reply People disowning their parents when they’re old and disrespecting everyone, young or old. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Those are rude people… full with frustrations. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply The conversation that involves something new that was presented 4 months ago – passed over overlooked – re-packaged as someone else’s idea LikeLiked by 1 person Reply That’s f*cked up… and how was “the new idea” received? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Getting closure LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Hurtful at first, but maybe helpful afterwards? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I don’t know about afterwards. But it hurts rn LikeLiked by 1 person Where I was being insulted and I couldn’t defend myself because I didn’t have anything to reply LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Why did someone insulted you? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I didn’t know. at school I had to skip a year cause they dont do my year, and they all think im immature and younger than them. I was a bit quiet and suddenly whenever I come to talk they want me gone and they’re always talking behind my back, there’s no alternative school, so I have to sit on my own at lunch/break etc. and I wish I could think of a way for them to like me LikeLiked by 1 person I am easily hurt by words so I have learned to easily forget them. I try to acknowledge what needs to change and try to…. be better. For no matter what conversations I’ve had with others, I hurt myself with words far more and far worse than anyone else has/does/could. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply What are the reasons behind hurting yourself with words? LikeLike Reply With a doctor telling me my Mother wasn’t going to recover from her stroke. LikeLiked by 3 people Reply F*ck… that’s really tough… how long ago was that? LikeLike Reply 8 years now, but its one of those engrained memories. Just like finding my father passing when I was 9 years old. LikeLiked by 1 person When somebody I loved refused to listen to my attempt to share some very sensitive, intimate and confidential information with him. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Do you have any idea why that person refused to listen? LikeLike Reply He said it would be to tough for him LikeLiked by 1 person The one with my parents after my overdose when I was younger. To see the fear and disappointment in me and the shame I felt for putting them through it all. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply How important was that conversation for your future (now past) decisions and behavior? LikeLike Reply My shame truly didn’t hit me until I became a parent myself. Then I realised what I had put them through. The conversation with my parents made me stronger, I believed in myself, I had standards and expectations that I didn’t have before. It’s what made me strong enough to leave two bad relationships, and I didn’t think twice. I knew rock bottom, I survived it. My parents told me I was worth more. I had a mouth that I could talk with, I had arms to hug and I had hands to hold. I had feet to walk away from unhealthy situations. On one hand I grew up. I learnt to trust my gut, value my worth and fight. I’ve been fighting life since, it only begs to question what happens when I feel like I can’t fight anymore? I guess that’s why I always offer a shoulder to anyone who needs it. They need to know too that they aren’t alone and are worthy of themselves LikeLiked by 1 person Oh my, they are so many… Words have a powerful impact on me. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Which one was the latest? LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.