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Is it truly possible to die of a broken heart 💔
 
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I think people can die from depression brought on by a broken heart. What has happened?
 
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Ok here goes ...

My wife left 18 months ago whilst we had what I thought was the picturesque life, the white picket fence, the full monty
I never really understood why she left and even to today I still don’t.
After she left I fell through on a level I had been before and saw that beyond a want and a begging to die there was another level I hadn’t seen ..... and that was the inability to take such action as I couldn’t leave my children thinking I had failed them.
So I strutted again, literally. I left with only the clothes on my back and some trinkets the children had made or bought me over their childhood (in their 20’s now). I closed the door and posted the keys (my loving wife already had a new house set up and ready furnished to move into.. I paid for it unknowingly)
Just like children pulling the duvet over there heads as protection from a scary ghost I put mileage between the pain as the thought of seeing her again would stick it in and break it off for good.
So I headed off in my car to the nearest Forrest I could find then after a month to a shared house in Castleford..... I had gone from a senior management position in the corporate world, nice car great home and what I thought was the perfect life... living the dream I thought lol 😂 to a room in a shared house having basically telling mybCEO to take a shit on his shares.
I stayed there for 3 months as a none existent entity who’s only contact were my children, daily and masked.
Anyway after I had consumed so much self pitty it made me constipated I decided enough was enough and it was time to start to fight for life, my children and myself.
I remember walking into a library for the girdt time to put a CV together... another first for me.
Fast forwarding a little I returned to Hull living again in a shared home, but I was on the way to better things, I had a goal and I wasn’t going to fail.
Over the next year I worked tirelessly to get myself back into my work (obviously not with Shares/Shit) but again with a blue chip company. I climbed the ranks extremely fast whilst attending the gym and therapy with an addiction no different to a drug addict.
A year later I had finally got my life back, both financially and emotionally and moved into a beautiful apartment with my eldest daughter awaiting her own room x.
Life was a dream and although I had contact with my wife through email only (my choice) I had gotten over the cuts and rips, and even managed to grow new pieces of my heart where she had shattered it and for the first time in a long timeI felt happy.
Then it happened, my wife got my number and called me “can we meet?”, and I said yes why not, I had gone through do much that I thought I was protected and wiser 😂 what a F****** joke that was.
She said she had made a mistake and like a fool I accepted it and we began to date again. It was magical, like the first time we had met and our personal changes just made it better.
She had sold the family home as I signed it over in my darkest hours and spent most of the funds.
“Why don’t we buy a family home” she said?? , well I jumped on it without a thought of the past and the mistakes I had made. 3 months later I now own the home 1 mile away from where she currently rents (she does not live in Hull) .... then 🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣 now this is the killer 🤣😂🤣😂🤣🤣🤣 she now tells me (3 months ago) that it’s probably not going to work (another on the scene I suspect)
So I now own a house (not buy to let mortgage) a mile from her home that I can not live in and the hamster wheel begins again.

Told my new CEO to take a shit (stupid I know) and have managed to be days away from the beginnings of a breakdown once more.
I can’t live next to her, but she knew that I think.
I’ve bought a camper as I think that this time I’m doing the full bear grills and going to skip off to wherever whenever with my children’s blessings.

I’m heart broken as I am a really good guy .. I’m no brad Pitt , but I’m kind and romantic with a true spirit and lust for life.

I’m just devastated 😢, I’ve lost myself again
 
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Wow that was deep ... I will pull myself up, dust myself down and get on this beautiful rollercoaster 🎢 that’s called life ... because in all fairness things can’t get much worse, meaning things are at a starting point and at 43 my canvas is blank

Rant over .... time to start building

XSamX
 
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Is it truly possible to die of a broken heart 💔
Yes you can.
There was a woman her son who was 10 years old ( Damilola Taylor)was stabbed to death in London and couple of years later after her son's death the woman died of a heart attack. She had a heart attack after walking past the place her son was killed.
Losing a child is just worst thing in the world. I don't have kids

Read about more Damilola Taylor mother death .
I think it is possible
 
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Yes you can.
There was a woman her son who was 10 years old ( Damilola Taylor)was stabbed to death in London and couple of years later after her son's death the woman died of a heart attack. She had a heart attack after walking past the place her son was killed.
Losing a child is just worst thing in the world. I don't have kids

Read about more Damilola Taylor mother death .
I think it is possible
I sadly know the story very well 😔, and I agree that if it’s alrady fractured then it only take a hit for it to break for good

I intend on fixing and strengthening mine starting now so I can live the life I deserve and not the one my thoughts make me think I do
 
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Ok here goes ...

My wife left 18 months ago whilst we had what I thought was the picturesque life, the white picket fence, the full monty
I never really understood why she left and even to today I still don’t.
After she left I fell through on a level I had been before and saw that beyond a want and a begging to die there was another level I hadn’t seen ..... and that was the inability to take such action as I couldn’t leave my children thinking I had failed them.
So I strutted again, literally. I left with only the clothes on my back and some trinkets the children had made or bought me over their childhood (in their 20’s now). I closed the door and posted the keys (my loving wife already had a new house set up and ready furnished to move into.. I paid for it unknowingly)
Just like children pulling the duvet over there heads as protection from a scary ghost I put mileage between the pain as the thought of seeing her again would stick it in and break it off for good.
So I headed off in my car to the nearest Forrest I could find then after a month to a shared house in Castleford..... I had gone from a senior management position in the corporate world, nice car great home and what I thought was the perfect life... living the dream I thought lol 😂 to a room in a shared house having basically telling mybCEO to take a shit on his shares.
I stayed there for 3 months as a none existent entity who’s only contact were my children, daily and masked.
Anyway after I had consumed so much self pitty it made me constipated I decided enough was enough and it was time to start to fight for life, my children and myself.
I remember walking into a library for the girdt time to put a CV together... another first for me.
Fast forwarding a little I returned to Hull living again in a shared home, but I was on the way to better things, I had a goal and I wasn’t going to fail.
Over the next year I worked tirelessly to get myself back into my work (obviously not with Shares/Shit) but again with a blue chip company. I climbed the ranks extremely fast whilst attending the gym and therapy with an addiction no different to a drug addict.
A year later I had finally got my life back, both financially and emotionally and moved into a beautiful apartment with my eldest daughter awaiting her own room x.
Life was a dream and although I had contact with my wife through email only (my choice) I had gotten over the cuts and rips, and even managed to grow new pieces of my heart where she had shattered it and for the first time in a long timeI felt happy.
Then it happened, my wife got my number and called me “can we meet?”, and I said yes why not, I had gone through do much that I thought I was protected and wiser 😂 what a F****** joke that was.
She said she had made a mistake and like a fool I accepted it and we began to date again. It was magical, like the first time we had met and our personal changes just made it better.
She had sold the family home as I signed it over in my darkest hours and spent most of the funds.
“Why don’t we buy a family home” she said?? , well I jumped on it without a thought of the past and the mistakes I had made. 3 months later I now own the home 1 mile away from where she currently rents (she does not live in Hull) .... then 🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣 now this is the killer 🤣😂🤣😂🤣🤣🤣 she now tells me (3 months ago) that it’s probably not going to work (another on the scene I suspect)
So I now own a house (not buy to let mortgage) a mile from her home that I can not live in and the hamster wheel begins again.

Told my new CEO to take a shit (stupid I know) and have managed to be days away from the beginnings of a breakdown once more.
I can’t live next to her, but she knew that I think.
I’ve bought a camper as I think that this time I’m doing the full bear grills and going to skip off to wherever whenever with my children’s blessings.

I’m heart broken as I am a really good guy .. I’m no brad Pitt , but I’m kind and romantic with a true spirit and lust for life.

I’m just devastated 😢, I’ve lost myself again
I am so sorry
I hope you find love again. My dad was never around growing up but i admire men who are always there for those children. Your children are lucky to have you.
I always used to think if I had a good job, a man and a house I will be happy . Reading this I have learnt it even if you have a great life it can disappear in flash.
In fact it has taught me just to appreciate what you have as it easily disappear.
I wish I could help but I can't .
I am 22 year old so I can't really help :(
Love and hugs from
Albawolf
 
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