Your lifes goals

I’m so sorry you lost your brother, your memories of him can never be taken away.

Best: was my sister fully recovering from a traffic accident she was involved in when she was 16 - she's now 32 and has two daughters and is married and happy.

Worst: when my brother died. He served in the Army and died overseas. Horrible.

So sorry for your loss Roy. That was heartbreaking to read. X

I am sorry fòr your loss and glad you going to cornwall nice place to settle 

My best time was meeting my wife, she has stood by me when most would have walked. She never really complains and 35 years later we are hopefully starting our next chapter in Cornwall.

The worst time was watching my wife give birth to our first child who we knew would be stillborn, his name is Harry. It was heartbreak  that neither of us had ever felt before. I can still remember his funeral like it was yesterday. It leaves a scar that in time just becomes part of us.

Thank you for shareing and story its inspireing as nobody has all the answers even so called profesionals

So so  sorry for your loss of your parents and home  and happy you had wonederfull time with grandfather that is true ly special time you will always treasure  thank you for shareing 

Im  happy you had your daughter and very sorry for your loss all the people i have lost i like to think are still with me adviseing me and there words carring down through time see the goods and bad parts of life stay strong thank you for shareing

I dont think its depressing at all it all shows you gave it a go when things look bad keep going when its the worst it can only get better even if it  is small changes baby steps towards any of your goals in life when it was really bad for me in previous relationships ithourght my self well they carnt cut my head off as i wont let them catch me and that kept me motivated  i have a strong drive when i want to get things done in a hurry that also helps its about rolling with lifes punches when its really bad your body will protect you your body is an amazing gift that can do far more than you give it credit for 

my life goal was always to just get by somehow.... very basic life.
infact i never had a goal as i never originally cared about life, but then i figured ive hung on so long i need to do something, ofcourse then i started planning first plans to be homeless wandering comfortably, then plans to live in a cheap yacht, then i got lucky on a few things and gained money by investments enough for a deposit on a ownership of a flat and got a job, its all just luck really.... pure chance and luck... i cant give advice on it as i cant really imagine myself being able to replicate it again, its just luck. i had no chance in life and was stuck at my parents, so it really is luck how my life just turned around, and it can collapse any time still though.

but i dunno, i think lifes hardness is all in your head, or how you handle it emotionally and mentally... to me life was impossible and then i got lucky, i still think its hard and uncertain.... but then i hear of other peoples lives like one guy i was speaking to from work who says hes bankrupt and in debt, his first girlfriend did that to him as soon as he got her pregnant so she could have a free life and didnt care about  him, then his second girlfreind recently just took all his savings and ran off with it, i couldnt stand his life, im more of a type that wants stability and surity and avoiding any trouble. but he seems to handle and ignore it well as if its not a issue, while i can easily collapse under anything that comes my way and make it out as big when its small compared to that guys issues. so hardship is in our heads, how we deal with things personally. a thing may appear small but yet to a person that cant deal with anything its massive world ending threat.

ahhh look at me, rambling all over the place so much its warped the topic everywhere haha anyway my life goal is to just exist i guess, get by, have a basic life.... id like to be able to not have to work no more and just stay in my little flat and keep to myself doing whatever i want, like watching tv and playing games until i die of old age. thats my goal i guess.... and the trick is to think of how to get there, for me my first step is paying my mortgage off... and i think once thats done perhaps if i lose my job the benefits system can fund my life on the tiny token amount that gives as i live cheap anyway. but i dunno, id probably switch to a part time better feeling job once the mortgage is paid off.

but yeah, getting to this point was super hard, i cant replicate it, i cant advise on how to get here, but im super lucky to get here is all i can say. but if i wasnt here the first goal for those not at this point should be to get ownership of a home, and the way there being a job and raising deposit and so on. sounds simple, but it isnt so simple is it. i got past that point just by luck. luck of crypto currency, luck of somehow being offered a job out of the blue randomly by a mix up of communications by a agency, alot of other layers of luck. depressing isnt it when you cant really tell how to make it to others but pure luck.

Best: 

Giving birth to my beautiful daughter and having her for five years. They were the best five years of my entire life.

Worst:

When my daughter died and losing my best friend at the start of the year.

My best was the moment when I got told that I had achieved 'truly stellar' results on something that I loved deeply and had also worked incredibly hard for and was so, so pleased that it had all paid off and the work had paid off and I hadn't sacrificed my health to do so. I'd managed the eating and the rest too. It was so hard, so much extra work than non autistic people had to deal with in terms of managing the logistics of what they considered basic tasks. But I did it. I managed all of it, largely independently.

The worst moment was when I was told that my struggle with self harm would never get better, that it was an intrinsic part of my autism. And to me, who was spiraling anyway, who's self harm was getting worse and more risky every single week and who was trying my hardest, it felt like I'd just keep getting worse and worse until I eventually accidentally or deliberately caused my own death. And then a week later being told by a different medical health professional that I could stop tomorrow forever if I really wanted to and I'm not trying hard enough, when I was trying my hardest and desperately asking for help from anyone that would listen to me. And for a time after that, I considered whether I wanted to live like this for the rest of my life, and how long I could bear living like this. 

But they were both wrong. And I'm furious with them for doing what they did. And one day I'd like them to know what they nearly caused, but they don't. But they were both wrong. And I did get better. I didn't get perfect, but I got better. And every other low moment it's got better. Even if the situation didn't, my emotions around it did. 

Thank you all keep this going for a while your answers made me sad and cry but also lifted my heart you are all wonderfull people never forget that i see you through uour words are so powerfull thank you one and all god bless you all i feel honered to be one of such a group of wonderful people thank you

Best:

At the very start of my career, when i was 23. I had such a sense of possibility for the future and hope for the life i was going to live.

Worst:

Losing my dad to covid the same week as my 22 year old cat best friend died, and within a few weeks my mum developed dementia, epilepsy and had a heart attack.

Those are nice best times.

My best time was when my grandad let me drive the train with him.

Worst was when my home and parents perished in a fire.

Barmy army said:

share some of your best times

Getting my 1st car and my now husband on the same weekend 

I was 45.

Barmy army said:

your worst

My father's and sister's deaths.

How about you?