Has your lowest point ever changed your life for the good?

[creativedan]

I'm curious if anyone's had that rock-bottom moment, where you looked around and thought, "This is it. Everything's falling apart. I have nothing left." And then, months or years later, you find yourself genuinely grateful for that exact moment.

Has anyone been through something like that? I'd love to hear stories of people who hit what felt like their lowest point, and then, maybe with distance or perspective, saw how that dark season led them somewhere better.

If you have been through something like that, I am really interested to know the details.

1. Did something specific happen to snap you out of it or did it just slowly change overtime?
2. Did how you view yourself change once you were on the other side?
3. Did it change your career path or how you act to the people around you?
4. Did you decide to act differently from then on?

I am not trying to take away from or minimize how hard those times are, I am just really interested how being at rock bottom changed people for the better rather than the worse. If you have a story, I would be very interested to listen because hearing these things from someone who went through something similar is helpful comforting and therapeutic.

 

[iset]

I think i havent reached rock bottom yet....

 

[SoLowHollow48]

I think the shithole point I reached in life was when my dad died in 2021 then my mom got diagnosed with kidney failure which also landed her in the ICU, on comatose. I couldn't believe that I was about to lose both of my parents but then she recovered and came back home despite all of the major adjustments she must deal with (dialysis, mourning the death of her husband, the meds, the constant check-ups). Yeah, she was a wreck and in turn, I became a wreck too.

There was this one afternoon in this apartment we stayed in back before we purchased our old house where I thought about jumping off the balcony.

But shit just changed, I guess. Call it luck. Call it a lesson from the dead (my father). I learned how to drive, got a job at a 5-star hotel even if it didn't last, and I got enough cash to pay off the loans I gotta make after having to pay for my mom's recovery.

Somehow, life always gave me a way. But it's always after this really shitty thing happen to me. I don't know what the fuck god or whatever/whoever the hell is upstairs wants from me.