Hardest Thing You've Had To Do

[Gavel]

This is just a thread for the hardest decisions you've made in your life. I'll start out with mine. It is with out a doubt putting down my dog that I've had since I was 2 years old, with me now being 16. I know it was the best for her because she could barley eat, walk, and bark. But, if I had to be greedy, I would take it back in a heartbeat. This happened last Friday, and I still sit in my bed or go to my mom's bedroom and ball my eyes out at night because I miss her so much, whether it was her smell, her barking at everyone she didn't know and even people she did know, whether it was the feel of her slick black fur, the excitement she'd get when she had to go to the bathroom. If I could be greedy, I'd take it all back, and just have her back. Heck, I get about 3 hours of sleep a night because all I can think of is seeing her right before we buried her in our back yard.

Thanks for reading, I think I wrote this more for myself to let it out than anything, and feel free to post your hardest decision.

 

[Tim]

Sorry you had to do that Gavel. But just remember that it was for the best.

The hardest decision I have ever had to make was to let go of my friends at my primary school. I know it sounds a bit stupid, but only one of the people from my primary school went to my high school, he was one of my best friends, which made it a bit easier. But I had to choose whether to keep in touch with them or not, and I chose not to. It's turned out for the better, but then it was the hardest decision I ever had to make. I still wonder what's happened to some of my old friends though, and sometimes I wish I had kept in touch with them.

 

[My$terio_Fan]

Personally there really hasn't been too many hard things I have had to do yet in life. But one that sticks out is choosing which school to attend was I graduated high school. I really couldn't decide if I should go to University for 4 years, "waste" over 50 grand and than get a arts degree that would be pretty much useless, or if I should attend college for Human Resources for 2 years only 20,000 grand and I would be equipped to work at a drug resource center. In the end after much deliberation I chose University, and I am still wondering if I'm making a mistake or not.

 

[Father:_Polley]

Hardest thing I've had to do...

I'd say it would be to tell my fiancee she had to go to England to keep doing her course when she was pleading with me to tell her she couldn't go, just because I wanted her to do the course she's always dreamed off. Honestly, I think I spent a long time crying and telling her I couldn't do that and I've never felt so crushed in my life.

 

[Mr. TM]

Wow Gavel, that was also one of the hardest things I had happen to me. When I was in the first year of University, over 1000 kilometers from my parents, it was found that my dog was dying a painful death. They had to put her down. It was one of those things that made me never want to return home, and I haven't yet. Also the suicide of a good friend there haunts my return. This leads into one of my hardest choices. And that is if I should go home. I can't and I haven't for a long time. Christmas is coming up, and it will be the marker of another year since I have not been home, and I cannot choose to return.

 

[FromTheSouth]

I had to decide whether or not to leave a girlfriend after I found out she was cheating on me. I loved her. I wasn't perfect to her, but I was faithful and I never hit her, so I decided her crime against me was worse than forgetting an anniversary. We were together for two years, which 18 months longer than any other relationship. We lived together. We had a dog together. Everything was "ours."

She slipped up one night when she saw her ex. I decided that it was enough for me, so I moved my stuff out while she was with her parents, and haven't looked back. I still think about her.

I miss the way I would wake up with her hair in my mouth every morning. I miss the way she nibbled on my ear when she wanted to leave somewhere. I miss the little tanktops she would wear around the house. I miss my friends asking me how my ass pulled her.

I don't miss being lied to, so that bitch can suck it. But at the time it was hard.

 

[Buzz]

Erm, hardest thing for me to do was kinda decided for me - I had NO choice in the matter
I was starting to compete professionally in extreme skiing and had manged to do really well in some of them for the past 2 years travelling, then last winter I landed wrong off of what could have been a seriously decent jump and smashed my right knee into lots of tiny pieces - resulting in me needing a replacement - having to go through months and months of relentless physio (am still attending on a less regular basis) and being told that I would never be able to compete again.

So - the hardest thing for me to do was listen to the doctors and give up competing.

(however, have been told I'd be fine as an instructor )

 

[Dead Kennedy]

Sitting through 11 years of the pure, unadulterated torture that is the public school system. It broke me. Damnit, education should be optional. It's not like I learned anything there either way. My english I picked up from TV, literature and video games. All other skills that are useful to me I have also obtained through other channels.

Seriously, I goddamn hate school. I don't ever wanna go back.

 

[Afro-Ameri-Spawn]

I have to say that, other than actually writing in this thread instead of just passing it on and the fact that that damned song is now in my head do to the title, the hardest thing that I ever had to do was leaving Texas to move to Minnesota.

When I moved here in 1995, I did have any money, I didn't really have a future, I did really have anything. As a matter of fact, I had been to jail 3 or 4 times and spent most of my Friday and Saturday nights out getting into anything and everything. I was only 20 but I already had several ex girlfriends, slept with some guy who i didn't even know's wife, had been in a vicious car wreck, and was a college drop out. Hell the only thing that I had was some chick who I had only known for two weeks who was crying over me and a stripper ex who was claiming on and off that my child was in her stomach.

I mean can any of you imagine how hard that is to make the decision to, instead of sticking around to find out the results, to move over 1600 miles away? Hell, it's torn me up inside for the past decade. I even wrote an essay in school that I got an "A" on where I speculated what the child would have been like if I would have stayed. But I knew that, at the time, my life was going nowhere. I was living with an abusive father and his crackhead girlfriend and hell I might still be living with them if I had not moved. But there isn't a day that goes by where I still ponder in the back of my mind about that child and whether or not it really is mine. Especially with every episode of The Maury Povich Show being on that topic.

So every day, I wake up, get dressed, and go out and put another pebble on the path that will pave the way for me to move back to Texas. My goal is to be back by next year. Whether or not that comes to fruition remains to be seen. But every day, every single stinking day, it's the Hardest Thing that I STILL have to do.

And with that said, I will leave you with this youtube clip that illustrates why this should have a different title.

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[BooCocky]

fuck, the hardest thing i ever had to do? Well its easy, this stupid ass report on Port Authority of Allegheny County, and our drink Tax. Coming up with numbers, and doing the research is a pain in the ass. The information is hard to find and this report is time consuming. I could sum it up in 3 or 4 pages but No. I need 10.

Well, thats not the hardest, . The hardest thing in my life was deciding on College, i grew up a screw up and when i hit my senior year of high school i knew i made mistakes, so i tried my hardest, i raised my GPA from like a 1.8 to a 2.6. Which isnt great, but it gave me the opportunity to attend some decent colleges. But nope i fucked up again, did poorly or My SAT's. Took those damned things 3 times, and did about the same each time. Then i got accepted into Bobby Mo. I was thrilled, then my lazy ass missed the cut off date. So my decision was waiting 6 months for another semester or attending Tech School. I chose tech school and boy do i regret that.

 

[Richard]

There hasn't been anything that hard happen in my life before, up until now.

I have to decide wether to move away from Sydney to the north coast of NSW near the QLD border. If I move, I will be leaving behind my dad and two sisters and if I stay here, my mum and probably my brother will be going so I don't know what I'm going to do.

I don't want to leave Sydney because I have grown up here, it's what I'm used to and I have been there a couple of times and it's a bit boring there. Also, all my friends are here and I have been told I will make new friends, but I don't want to make new ones.

Although moving will have its advantages. There will be many beaches, pretty much none of the middle eastern gangs that are around here which means less stress for me when I walk down the street. I will also have a fresh start and a new life.

I can't make up my mind.

 

[Pimpin]

I have had a lotta terrible things that has went wrong for me. The worst thing that I have had to do was leave one of my ex's. I left her cuz she cheated on me & that shit hurt me & she has da honor of being da only person to break me mentally.

 

[Azrael Cain]

Hardest thing I've had to do.... hmmm.... looking back on all my years of life, I can honestly say that my childhood was fairly decent, my adolescence, though awkward, was not too shabby, and my young adult years are shaping out to be an upgraded version of my adolescence... and I still have about 75 years to go.

But also in looking back, I would say the hardest thing personally was coming over here to America and getting used to the culture and mentality. I still have not fully acculturated or assimilated, whichever you prefer, or both, though plenty of others will tell you different. Yes, I have become Americanized but I am not an American, or maybe I am the very definition -- a story for another time. In any case, having gotten here when I was nine years old, I practically grew up here and went through the American education system and suffered through American teenager turmoil -- if such terms can be loosely applied.

The decision was made for me, and I did not want to go, did not want to leave my Motherland. But I did -- and in some ways I am glad I did. I will say and admit that I am not the most socially graceful or outgoing sumbitch out there, but my heart is in the right place. But what made it harder is the fact that I had to bring myself up, literally play my own father and mother, because my father died when I was three months old and when we got to this country, my step-dad was abusive to my mother, so while we moved from shelter to shelter, she worked odd jobs at odd hours, and I spent the years during which parental guidance is needed most without any. Ask me, and I'll claim I turned out okay...

...but yeah, growing up without a father (but with a father-figure, though when I moved that was left behind) and missing being reared up decently during a fragile time was the hardest thing. Funny; I look back (as you can tell earlier in the post) as not so bad. Which it wasn't, I'm not bitching here.... my theory is: if I can analyze it, and I am aware of it, then I can take the steps needed to correct it.

--Az

 

[klunderbunker]

THis is easy for me. Over the summer I got very close with a girl that was semi involved with a guy 3000 miles away. They weren't dating, but were on the verge of it. I knew that the next time they saw each other it would become official, and I realized that I couldn't make her as happy as he could. So I bought her a plane ticket and sent her off to Oregon for two weeks, where their relationship became official. I haven't seen her since, and that might be best. It tore me up inside, but hearing how happy she was made things a lot better.

 

[I own a set of balls]

Hardest thing to do

Retaliate back by attacking my father when he slapped me on the head. I had too much thought about what would happen next if I punched him.