The worst day of your life

[SantaClawz]

to this day i still beat myself up about that decision, because even tho now we're happily married (well atleast, as happily as anyone can be married )

I feel ya.

Worst day of my life was when my friend came up to my job and told me that it might be possible that my mom had died in an accident that he saw on TV. Since he didnt know many women dump truck drivers it was a shot in the dark, but turns out he was right and my world came crashing down on me. My younger brother and sister get a hefty Social Security check every month till their 18. But im still stuck dishing out money to a fund that probally wont ever benifit me. I hate my gov't, but thats another topic.

[crudemood]

i guess my worse day doesnt measure up to all of yours.
im sorry birdgirl again. sometimes it doesnt sink in until later. its crazy. but i hope you're getting it through well, i know its tough. dont worry your definately not alone. same goes to you slipknot. im sure they're both in a better place though. keep ur heads up.

my worse day.. when i realized my life was a lie. and then realized that the real world will eat you up when you're friendless and lonely. or the person you fallen for hard doesnt look at you the same way, yeah the worse thing that happened in my life was love.but still, cant say it hasnt changed who i am today. like i said, nothing compared to most of urs.

[tootsie roll]

The worse day of my life was the day my father died. The second worse was when I found out he was sick.

The third worse was when my Uncle was murdered.

The fourth worse was when my BF hung himself

The fifth worse nahhh, I'm already pathetic.

[Phire210]

I'd have to say the worst day of my life is when one of my best friends sister that was almost two years old drowned in the pool... bad times

[slipknotpsycho]

well may 15th 2003 i was supposed to finish watching the hockey game downstairs then go play hockey at the school next to us with my dad to let off some steam because he was fighting with my mom alot. Well i get upstairs and there's cops there telling my dad he should leave for some reason, apparently he told my mom he was going to kill her with his hockey stick and she said he needed mental help because he was talking to a handheld radio and using it as a phone. Both bullshit, the radio was dying and so he was singing with it up to his ear, the song was Disarm by the Smashing Pumpkins and the lyric he was singing was "the killer in me is the killer in you."

My mom completely fucks up her judgement on this because she yelled at him to stop listening to the Smashing Pumpkins a long time before that, so obviously she's familiar with that line [I know for a fact she is]. Also, he would never threaten anybody because overall he hates violence.

So anyway the cops say they are leaving and don't want to be called back. My dad then leaves to go for a drive, and so my mom gets my neighbour [they are best friends, I hate her] to call the cops on my dad saying he is making a run for it. I do not know why they came back because how can he be "making a run for it" when he's technically not in trouble to begin with. So anyway my mom tells these new cops that now he JUST threatened her again a drove off, and there's a province-wide alert going out for his arrest.

Meanwhile he is driving around the lake side, minding his own business, when cops pull him over, throw him out of the car, beat him up, and leave him in a cell for over 3 days, with him only being told why he was arrested on the 2nd day.

A year passes without me seeing him, and my mom telling me all these things like he is crazy now and blah blah blah. Turns out she is lying of course and makes up some bullshit reason to the court why he needs to have a restraining order against his entire family.

I finally meet him after about a year, he is now living on the other side of town and still has his same jobs and never even missed a day of work aside from calling in sick the day he got out of the jail cell.

Now, this part just was finalized last week: he now has to pay my mom $2000 a month when he only makes $3200 a month. Mathematically he cannot even afford to pay his own bills AND do groceries every month. He has to pay her so much because he was nice enough to let my mom stop working for a year and so the court based my mom's worth on the last year of her life to see how much child support he should pay, and since he was such a nice guy and let her stay at home, he now has to pay $2000 a month instead of $400. Also, my mom lied alot in court saying my sister lives with us but doesn't work, even though she does [an extra $200 a month for my mom for saying that], and the judge wouldn't give her a drug test even though she smokes more than my entire family. If she had been given that drug test and failed, she would get nothing for some reason. The one time a fucked up drug law would actually provide justice, and the lady judge sympathizes with my full-of-shit mom too much to grant the request of a drug test.

So now I see my dad once a week if I am lucky [he works alot and I don't live with him], I now see my mom as a self-centered bitch which everyone thought she was but is now confirmed, and my life is seriously changed completely...

why you ask?

because my dad wanted to play hockey with me and while he waited, he sung along to his favourite song on the radio.




i doubt 10% of the people that see this post will read it because it's so long and probably doesn't make much sense...but yeah..may 15th wasn't the best of days


ps. a week before this incident, my mom asked for a divorce because my dad refused to buy her pot anymore...something i think about when i toke sometimes

if it means anything, i read it, not really sure what to make of it all... don't get me wrong, i'm not saying you made all that up, but overall that just seems like one unbelievable, fucked up situation, but so amazingly "bullshit" (bullshit as in the fact it happened, not bullshit as in that didn't happen, if that makes sense? lol) i believe it....

[tootsie roll]

well may 15th 2003 i was supposed to finish watching the hockey game downstairs then go play hockey at the school next to us with my dad to let off some steam because he was fighting with my mom alot. Well i get upstairs and there's cops there telling my dad he should leave for some reason, apparently he told my mom he was going to kill her with his hockey stick and she said he needed mental help because he was talking to a handheld radio and using it as a phone. Both bullshit, the radio was dying and so he was singing with it up to his ear, the song was Disarm by the Smashing Pumpkins and the lyric he was singing was "the killer in me is the killer in you."

My mom completely fucks up her judgement on this because she yelled at him to stop listening to the Smashing Pumpkins a long time before that, so obviously she's familiar with that line [I know for a fact she is]. Also, he would never threaten anybody because overall he hates violence.

So anyway the cops say they are leaving and don't want to be called back. My dad then leaves to go for a drive, and so my mom gets my neighbour [they are best friends, I hate her] to call the cops on my dad saying he is making a run for it. I do not know why they came back because how can he be "making a run for it" when he's technically not in trouble to begin with. So anyway my mom tells these new cops that now he JUST threatened her again a drove off, and there's a province-wide alert going out for his arrest.

Meanwhile he is driving around the lake side, minding his own business, when cops pull him over, throw him out of the car, beat him up, and leave him in a cell for over 3 days, with him only being told why he was arrested on the 2nd day.

A year passes without me seeing him, and my mom telling me all these things like he is crazy now and blah blah blah. Turns out she is lying of course and makes up some bullshit reason to the court why he needs to have a restraining order against his entire family.

I finally meet him after about a year, he is now living on the other side of town and still has his same jobs and never even missed a day of work aside from calling in sick the day he got out of the jail cell.

Now, this part just was finalized last week: he now has to pay my mom $2000 a month when he only makes $3200 a month. Mathematically he cannot even afford to pay his own bills AND do groceries every month. He has to pay her so much because he was nice enough to let my mom stop working for a year and so the court based my mom's worth on the last year of her life to see how much child support he should pay, and since he was such a nice guy and let her stay at home, he now has to pay $2000 a month instead of $400. Also, my mom lied alot in court saying my sister lives with us but doesn't work, even though she does [an extra $200 a month for my mom for saying that], and the judge wouldn't give her a drug test even though she smokes more than my entire family. If she had been given that drug test and failed, she would get nothing for some reason. The one time a fucked up drug law would actually provide justice, and the lady judge sympathizes with my full-of-shit mom too much to grant the request of a drug test.

So now I see my dad once a week if I am lucky [he works alot and I don't live with him], I now see my mom as a self-centered bitch which everyone thought she was but is now confirmed, and my life is seriously changed completely...

why you ask?

because my dad wanted to play hockey with me and while he waited, he sung along to his favourite song on the radio.




i doubt 10% of the people that see this post will read it because it's so long and probably doesn't make much sense...but yeah..may 15th wasn't the best of days


ps. a week before this incident, my mom asked for a divorce because my dad refused to buy her pot anymore...something i think about when i toke sometimes

I read the entire sad twisted story.

If you love your dad, I would write a very very loooong letter to that Judge and tell him the truth.

Does your dad have to live in squalor while your mom milks him for all he's worth. that is just plain evil and nasty, imo.

I get to writting son.....

[lagstronaut]

if it means anything, i read it, not really sure what to make of it all... don't get me wrong, i'm not saying you made all that up, but overall that just seems like one unbelievable, fucked up situation, but so amazingly "bullshit" (bullshit as in the fact it happened, not bullshit as in that didn't happen, if that makes sense? lol) i believe it....

well thanks for reading, and it is bullshit. what's even worse is that I could've testified but my mom never told me, and my dad legally couldn't talk to me so there was no way for me to know. my mom knew if she let me testify then she probably be in shit for lying her ass off, which is not nearly as good as $24,000 in her pocket every year for the next 16 [she still gets money even after i move out for some reason..]. with the type of mother she is also, i know she loves me, but that child support money will not go towards me at all. she'll pay bills and groceries with it to make it look like she needs it, all the while keeping her own paycheque unused until she wants drinks/smokes/dope. Apparently $570 or something a month is legally supposed to be spent on me, but I am not allowed to recieve the cheque. I am not a greedy kid and I don't need this money, but my mom should not even have this money at all, I am going to make it Priority #1 to be on her ass about buying me shit. "Legally" she has to now

what really blows from the point of view of being their kid, is that my dad was the parent that did stuff with me all the time and brought me places while my mom stayed home and did nothing with anybody. now my dad can't afford to even go out to a movie, and the person who ended up with all the money my dad spent on his kids is the one person who won't do anything with anybody

wow this is gettin kinda long like the last one

thanks for reading again, if you did

[birdgirl73]

Well, until this recent event, I didn't have much to complain about, either, Crudemood, and just because you haven't had people close to you die doesn't mean you're not allowed to regard events in your own life as having been comparably bad. "Worst" is a subjective, comparative thing. Before losing my sister, about the worst I had to complain about was when I was real sick from a ruptured appendix, and I wasn't fully informed about how bad that really was, apparently, and so didn't even realize it till I got sprung from the ICU and eventually got well how bad it had been.

The more I think about it, Slipknot, the more I think there really is no good way to die. A slow death from disease is awful. And a sudden, violent death is awful, too, and, in my book, much worse. Ideally, I hope when my time comes, I'll be 118, in good health, in good mind, and will just pop off in my sleep from a stroke or something else fast and final. I know in time I'll get to feeling better about losing my sister. It's all just too fresh right now. But it helps that I've got a husband and son who need me--and parents and a younger sister, too, for that matter. Somehow it's easier to go on when others are depending on you. Don't you agree, Slipknot?

[S.P.Q.R.]

"Each day of my life just gets worse... making every day, the worst day of my life."

[lagstronaut]

I read the entire sad twisted story.

If you love your dad, I would write a very very loooong letter to that Judge and tell him the truth.

Does your dad have to live in squalor while your mom milks him for all he's worth. that is just plain evil and nasty, imo.

I get to writting son.....

It's too late. The case officially "closed" before I knew I had the chance to pipe in, before I even KNEW there were court dates. From what I heard from everybody there, it was basically a female judge listening to all the cries that the grief-stricken mother had to say and gave no bother to the "dangerous unfit father"

My dad now cannot even live in his run down apartment and the most affordable place he says he can move now is a 3 hour drive away.

I don't have to write him anything because we talk about this numerous times a week, but I do my best to remind him that I'll always be there for him

And yes, I honestly can't look at my mom without deep down seeing a twisted and evil person underneathe. What's most disturbing is she's calling this a "start" and expects even more out of him. She got 90% of what our old house sold for, all of the possessions [both hers AND his], and also conveniently "lost" all his documents saying what he entered into the marriage with [$25,000], so the record says he entered into the marriage with no assets.

I used to laugh at jokes about the wife taking half of everything, now I realise the only joke of it is that you're begging they only take half