Worst/Best day of your life.

I have a very, very similar story about my first Glastonbury. Worst day is probably the Monday after my first Glastonbury (leaving University, moving back home to parents, getting degree result, working overtime and NO SLEEP). I sobbed in the bath when I finally got back to my parents.

Worst day of my life is too painful to share, best day is difficult to decide but...

August last year, had the afternoon off work so met boyf and he asked if I fancied getting eats somewhere, went to a nice cafe/bistro type place, had lovely meal and a great laugh. Afterwards boyf says he doesn't really feel like going home yet and would I like to go for a drive? Off we go into the lovely Scottish countryside, sun is shining, driving with funky sounds, laughing and joking etc etc. We stop at this place that boyf used to go fishing with Grandpa, beautiful, very secluded, wee bridge over water, sun just setting boyf asks me to marry him and presents me with perfect emerald ring....ahhh, don't it make you wanna puke?

Yes

Not at all. What a cool day indeed. :-)

Smee, did you puke?

No, I said yes and then wept like a big wuss.

Aw. :-)

Lovely story, smee.

Worst was either sometime around my parents' separation in early 90s(lots of yelling and banging on walls from my dad and crying from everyone and blech...) or during the first week of September 1998 (had the flu, my fish died, bf of 3 years broke up with me ON my birthday, and all sorts of other shit I'll have to consult my diary for but I don't want to remember anyway, so...).

Best day... Hmmm... I think I have at least 10 days that all tie. They all involve lazy Saturdays. Road tripping. Sun flickering through the car windows. Love in the summertime...

My wedding day was probably the best day in my life, just a great time.

Worst day, the day my dad stole my car, drove to NJ and called and told me he loved me and was going to kill himself. My mother, sister and I had no money and we had to borrow money from the neighbors to buy my mother a ticket to NJ to meet my father.

Suicide threats... My family has seen some of those. I guess I have some ties for worst day too.

my dad has been a cause of a lot of my bad days.

My dad's got a good contender for worst day - He caught some wierd viral infection that made him spout un-namable fluids out of both ends on the same day his mum died. Ouch.

Yesterday evening, I found out that my youngest sister has been suicidal lately. She had to be taken to the hospital by her roommates because she refused to leave her room for a few days and wouldn't eat anything. It was all especially odd because I had just posted about suicide threats. We've never gotten any from her before. Anyway, so today both my parents (divorced) are going to her campus to try to cheer her up.

Oh Sarah. My thoughts will be with you. Good luck.

Thanks, Martin.
It turns out there is a lot more going on here. She recently got caught shoplifting and is being prosecuted and she feel down some stairs due to weakness from her anorexia. She has a serious relationship going on with a guy she met in France and her exboyfriend is moving into the house she lives in with other students.

Good heavens, Sarah, this is awful. :-( Both you and Mel, whose sister has been in a similarly terrible state, get all my love and well wishes.

My worst: February 13, 1987.

Aww, Sarah. Good thoughts to you and your family.

i only have blurst days

I guess the best day of my life was probably when I was 16, when I saw my mother walk without help of other people for the first time in my life. I felt so happy words just couldn't describe. It was amazing to see her walk. Ok, it was just a few steps but she still did it. I was so proud and so touched.

My worse day was the funeral of someone a few years older than me who I knew all my life. He had hung himself. It was such an awful day. He was only 24. Yeah, worse day by far.

I can't think of a best day, but I have several worst days. Probably the worst was one day in the spring of 2001 when, the night before, an ex-bf revealed to me that he was HIV+. The next day was a frantic blur of rushing around New York City trying to find a clinic that did same-day testing. When I finally got test results later that evening, and it turned out I was HIV-free, I sobbed hysterically for an hour.

To be fair, my best day might be a childhood Christmas. My birthday last year, which was spent largely alone in Central Park birdwatching, was also especially peaky.

ronan never told his embarassing worst day story.

I have the pictuures to prove what was Daddino's best day. (or possibly his worst)

Hey, I don't have enough embarrassing photos in my friendster profile.

Best day of my life? So many to choose from! Almost certainly my wedding day (although I ended the day with a fever of 102F degrees - it wasn't enough to overset the dozen hours of walking on air). I've had a lot of wonderful experiences, but nothing beats sharing that much happiness with all your family and all your friends, all at once.

Worst day? Gawd, way too many to choose from. Probably it was my first Father's Day. My daughter was 8 weeks old and in the Intensive Care Unit, recovering from open heart surgery two days before.

When I visited her she was under an oxygen tent with five tubes inserted in her body - three in various incisions and two down her throat. I wasn't allowed to touch her. I stood by her crib for half an hour while she cried the whole time - soundlessly because the tubes blocked her larynx. To compound matters, I knew she was not getting any pain medication at all and it would do fuck-all good to ask for any, because at the time it was standard medical practise to deny pain killers to post-surgical infants. All I could do was stand there, think healing thoughts and hope. I've never felt more impotent.

Best day? Hmm, so hard to choose just one, but: graduation from university in 1997 ranks up there. Sweated the application process to get admitted. Mountains of papers and tests later, I've got the degree to show for it (if nowt else).

Worst? One was when I discovered a young friend had died in a car crash years ago. It was an accident; she crashed into a gate. Damn awful, since I never imagined it happening to her.

Worst: Dad's suicide attempt.
Best: Same day, he fucked it up.

Hell of a day.

Worst Day: July 24, 2003.
Best Day: January 1, 2003.

I'm hoping the worst day stays the same but that the best day changes.