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Difficult decisions in life

What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why?

I’m trying to think, in my opinion this is a very personal question to me. Some things people don’t wish to share. So I’ll go with financial decisions for my kids.

Certain things to do with my kids is always a tough decision. Like she needs new shoes… can I afford them this week? How much can I afford for groceries this week. You want to give your kids the best in life and yet we tend to hit rough patches. My rough patch doesn’t want to go away.

I’m hoping the new year will be a better year for us. Trying to stay positive.

Happy holidays to you all!

3 responses to “Difficult decisions in life”

  1. It is definately tough put there. At least inflation is leveling off, or seems to be.

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  2. My most difficult decision in life, was to allow my baby daughter to be adopted, as social services were pushing for. I’d fallen pregnant after the death of my mother, and the abusive father got me onto taking heroin. I was in so much pain of grief, didn’t care if I lived or died, so I took it. It took hold. I’d also started drinking heavily after my mum passed. I was in a right mess. Despite managing to cold turkey the heroin once I’d discovered the pregnancy, coming off the alcohol dependency was far more complicated. I fled my partner, and sought help from hospital for a detox to stop the alcohol safely, for the protection of my unborn child of course. I achieved this, but while I’m hospital, I had a huge mental health breakdown. Self harming became a frequent ‘replacement coping mechanism’, and I ended up getting sectioned. I spent the rest of my pregnancy under section 3 of the mental health act, went into labour on the psych ward. Gave birth to my beautiful miracle daughter Evie, but was only permitted two hours to bond and hold her, before she was taken from me, and I had to return the same night to the psych ward. The whole experience was so traumatic that of course I didn’t ‘get better immediately’. I fell further down the cellar which exists at rock bottom. Knowing I could never lie to myself and realistically be sure I could recover with my mental illness and problems with addiction, coupled with having no home, income, partner or many remaining family left around to support me, I knew I had to do what was the best thing for my daughter. She was all that mattered now, and no matter how excruciating the stabs of loss and pain were for myself in having to ‘let her go’, this was nothing, because all I wanted was for my child to have the chance of a happy, stable, healthy, prosperous and empowering childhood. I get yearly letterbox contact, and I know I made the right decision. I learned how she has been on a plane abroad, been in a ferry, goes camping, has been sent to a nursery which has a petting zoo and forest area there, she loves reading and books, she has lots of little friends. She’s learning to swim, she has a slide and a tricycle, foam numbers to learn counting in the bath, she’s learning manners like ‘please and thank you’, and also to label emotions she feels, and her family help to explain why these feelings happen.

    I couldn’t be more thankful for what sounds like an amazing and doting, intelligent and financially able to give her experiences and toys which will help her thrive. She is 3 now.

    My second hardest decision was to listen to my gut and escape the abusive relationship with my ex I was trapped within. That’s a whole other story though, and I fear I may have already replied with too many words to take in! But there you go. That’s my answer.

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  3. I am so very very sorry you had to go through all that. When it rains, it pours.
    I’m glad your daughter has good people to take care of her. Things will get better for you, keep your chin up 🙏😊

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