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I have been through a lot of bad shit but all in all, I have grown and heal and overcome it all. A few things come to mind as far as the hardest experiences of my life.
The first was a car accident (hit stopped at a red light from behind by a car going 50 mph) that Princess Daddy and I were in just a month after we got married. My car was totaled. Neither of us had health insurance. We were poor newlyweds and thrown into a horrible situation that involved lawyers and courts and two years before we ever got a settlement. I was left with chronic back pain and a horrible depression. I gained more weight than I’ve ever carried (even more than I gained housing twins in my uterus). And our happy new marriage honeymoon bliss was destroyed in a way that we could never get back. I don’t often think of that day anymore.
The second is the entire circle of events from 3 months before the twins’ birth to 3 months after: bed rest, separation from Orange and Princess Daddy, preterm labor, emergency C-section, a long drawn out NICU stay, nursing problems, severe reflux, PPD, nursing issues, failure to thrive… It all seems so long ago and yet it took place just two short years ago. The pain still feels very real sometimes but the memories are fading, not as debilitating.
I guess “hard” is all about perspective. These two events consumed my entire being, affected me for months on end, and destroyed me to my core. There’s hard things like making difficult decisions, losing loved ones, and training or studying for high achievements. All of these things hold valor. I often feel like my pains are lessened when I hear the stories of what others went through. Like I said, It’s all about perspective.