Life can be unpredictable and full of surprises, both good and bad. Sometimes, we may find ourselves in situations where we never expected to be, especially when it comes to achieving milestones or reaching significant points in our lives. One such scenario is being in a place or achieving a goal that we didn’t expect to make it this far.
Imagine setting out on a journey with modest expectations, only to find yourself at a destination you never thought possible. The feeling of being in this position can be a mix of exhilaration, gratitude, disbelief, and even confusion. You may wonder how you managed to get where you are, and what it means for your future.
Whether it’s landing a dream job, overcoming a personal challenge, or reaching a milestone birthday, being in a place where you didn’t expect to make it this far can be a surreal experience. It may feel like a dream come true, or like you’re living in a parallel universe where everything suddenly aligns perfectly.
When you find yourself in this situation, it’s important to take a moment to reflect on how you got there and what it means for your future. Consider the hard work, perseverance, and perhaps a bit of luck that played a role in your unexpected success. Allow yourself to feel proud of your accomplishments and acknowledge the journey that brought you to this point.
At the same time, it’s also crucial to remain humble and grateful for the opportunities and support that helped you along the way. Remember the people who believed in you, the lessons you learned from setbacks, and the moments of growth that shaped you into the person you are today.
Being in a place where you didn’t expect to make it this far can be a powerful reminder of the potential within each of us to achieve great things. It can inspire us to dream bigger, take risks, and believe in our own abilities. It can also teach us to appreciate the unexpected twists and turns of life, and to embrace the journey with open arms.
So if you ever find yourself in a position where you didn’t expect to make it this far, take a moment to savor the moment, reflect on your journey, and look forward to the possibilities that lie ahead. Who knows what other surprises life has in store for you? Embrace the uncertainty and keep moving forward with confidence and determination.
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I really feel for you as a kid who just wanted to die at the age of about nine or ten years old. I'm now cracking on for sixty and I feel like I have very little idea of how I got this far othe than it's like walking, putting one foot in front of the other regardless of all else even in the darkest moments. Doctors and therapists are here to help and I strongly recommend seeing one before getting to the brink because the longer it's left, the longer the return journey is. I understand and know that the fight is real and ongoing, as is the exhaustion, the self hatred, the self-destructive behaviour and thoughts and the overwhelming desire for it all to stop. The answer is to reach out and seek help. It's the only way I've found that eases it and took me decades to reach this point because I had left it so long.
im turning 18 tomorrow. i genuinely thought i was going to be dead before this point. the crushing weight that im going to college for something i actually love is so wild to me. ive had a few breakdowns about it because its just so hard. i never planned for this, i never planned to be this happy. its honestly really scary and overwhelming in a way
I have my beautiful daughter, amazing husband, and wonderful stepkids. Absolutely worth it.
I came from a severely abusive home, and I never thought I'd make it to adulthood. The horrible treatment I received from my parents and bullies at school (I was the weird autistic kid, had no close friends, and thus a target) I became extremely depressed and s*lf h*rmed regularly. It was so incomprehensible to me that I would live past 18, and I was so utterly unprepared to do so, that I made plans to unalive myself before my 19th birthday. During my senior year, a teacher of mine began to notice how aggressively my parents behaved towards me, and the nurse was also suspicious since my parents apparently called her and told her I'm not allowed to see her and not to believe what I tell her. After I opened up in tears to to them how my parents treated me and how badly it affected me, they helped me escape and get set up with services that could help me figure out how to live as an adult. I'm still so grateful. I continue to struggle daily with my trauma, I was never going to have a normal life after what I went through, but I'm not dead, and I found friends I can lean on.
I only just turned 18 last month, I wasn't supposed to make it this far, I'm only here bc my grandad died, and I was supposed to kill myself that month, but I feared the impact it may have on my little sister, I went to grandads funeral and ended up meeting my childhood best friend, my cousin who was taken away from me bc of family drama, we ended up becoming close agian, and now I celebrated my 18th birthday with them, I'm actually happy I didn't stick to my plan.
I didn't think I'd be so mature and content with a lot of things in life since I spent all my teens being miserable and in terrible mental health. I'm glad to have found peace in life and I've learned to accept that I'm gonna struggle every now and then. I'm also glad I've found great people in life cause they make having to deal with the occasional bad person worth it.
I grew up with a narcissistic older sister who would lock me in a closet if I annoyed her. My mom claims that my sister needs more attention even though she’s the oldest. I had to beg to go to the doctors because I was ready to jump off every bridge I saw. My mom kept asking me why I never told her. I’ve committed self harm more than once so I could just feel something. I got in to therapy but I still felt suicidal. The only reason I’m still alive is because of my dog. She’s kept me from ending my pain. Even though every time I say something about it they all say we love you but actions speak louder than words. If anyone cares I have three types of anxiety, social anxiety, and depression.
Im going to highschool- sometimes during middle i would think- "yeah…im not living to highschool" and now…theirs almost 2 months left till it. My mom doesnt belive me. She says im a liar and a manipulator- that i just want attention. And it hurts. Because she doesnt beat me. But she just says. Things. That make me so tired, which then makes me so tired i dont want to move. So i dont clean- and if i dont clean. I get called a parascite. And disgusting. Its a repeating cycle
I made 2 attempts on my life in highschool, couldn't tell you why I was so depressed at the time and I never expected to love to see myself graduate. At first I went into a field that my mom wanted me to do, but I didn't like even a little and I'd cut classes to keep myself sane. Eventually, events lead me to understand why my mental health was in the shitter. I'm now 26 and just trying to figure out how to love myself, get by, and be happy for the first time in my life. I dream of having a home one day. Not what most people think of when you say home, which is typically a roof over your head or the place where you reside. I see home as somewhere I can finally feel safe to be myself in entirety without worry. I'm just hoping it's not a pipe dream at this point.
I've been depressed throughout my life a lot, didn't thought I'd get past 14. I'm currently junior year in highschool, never been happier, when I look back my younger self should've been dead for good 4 years but oh well here I am lol
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I don't think I'll make it past 18.
I didn’t expect to survive this year. I have attempted multiple times this year but was not success. My mom finally did something after my school almost sent me to a mental hospital for SH, and now I got diagnosed with depression, anxiety, autism, adhd, and Tourette’s, and despite now being on meds I feel like I’ll never be normal enough to live in this world, but every time I try something, I’m magically given a reason to not attempt in the moment. I’ve been depressed since I was around 9 and suicidal since I was 11-12, and I’m still hopeless and feel like I won’t make it anywhere in my life. At the same time though, most of the time I can’t imagine leaving my closest friends or my pets behind
I’m 18. When I was in middle school I was bullied relentlessly and shunned by my classmates. I didn’t expect to live past high school. I’m going to college in the fall.
It's surreal. It makes me cry when I think of how bad my depression was and is (I refuse to hurt myself anymore), amd how people have told me when I was older that they could tell I was depressed but it wasn't their place to say anything (which fuck you it is ANYBODYS place to help anyone). Idk what to do anymore, idk how to answer what I want to do with my life, idk how to drive my life (if that makes sense), idk how to set my life course. I turn 31 next month and I have a general idea but Idk how to plan details of my life.
I didn't plan on getting past 30. I'm a month away and I have 3 kids. I plan on living now.
same. just graduated high school today
When i was 11 i hated life and myself, and wanted to die pretty much daily. Used to cut myself a lot, just small cuts all across my thigh. Sometimes i feel like it doesnt matter because i never went that deep or actually attempted suicide. But now im going into high school, still feeling a little messed up in the head, but not as bad as i used to. i never got any help. i relapsed on self harm recently, and im thinking maybe what happened affected me more than i thought. my boyfriend wont respond to any of my messages, my brother hasnt come over in months, and i generally feel like shit sometimes. wish i lasted longer than 2 years.
I just graduated high school and I didn’t expect to make it this far, and now I don’t have enough scholarships to pay for college and my parents have to pay 7k a year. My funeral would be cheaper
I had plans to end things right before I turned 15. I had no friends, was bullied at school, and just generally hated myself. After I was hospitalized during the week I turned 15, I began to try and work on getting better, including facing the fact that I am transgender which I had spent 4 years trying to ignore. With my parents support and the supervision of doctors and multiple psychiatrists, I was able to start testosterone several months after turning 16. Within a few months, things had started to change drastically for the better. I managed to make friends at school, I got into my top choice for college, and life just got better. Now, years later, I’m generally happy. Life still has its ups and downs for sure, but I’m engaged, I got the surgeries I wanted after turning 18, and I’m going to be working as a history teacher soon. I am so happy I made it, and I am so lucky I had a supportive family who went on this journey with me, because I don’t think I would be alive today if I hadn’t been able to start transitioning when I did.
I never expected to makenit past Freshman year, I'm 19. My parents have made it hell as a trans guy but I'm still here. I have friends who I'm looking forward to hanging out with in person someday and actually visit, I have future plans of kids and actually living on my own. It's been hell, but I'm still here. There's still days where I want to end it all but I don't. My friends need me. My cat needs me, she's 16 right now. You can do it, even if you don't feel like it in the moment. I've been there. It will get better
I thought I would go out in my 20s. Everything I tried to do always seemed so much harder for me than everyone else. My family life was so chaotic that no one really cared that I was struggling so hard. I stopped trying in school because I just couldn't figure out how to force myself to study, or interact with people the right way, and I thought my grades wouldn't matter anyway, since I thought I wouldn't be around as an adult for very long. I shut off my emotions, and have very few memories from that time. After I barely managed to graduate from high school, I got a job so I would have an excuse to leave home and get an apartment. I thought I would just sell my few meager belongings and wrap things up neatly before saying goodbye. At my new job, I met a guy who understood me. We ended up getting married, and he picked me up every time I stumbled in life. Now I'm 41, and recently was diagnosed with autism. I'm not sure what I expect from my future, but I know I want to be with my husband more than I want everything to stop. I'm still struggling, but now I know why, and now I have access to resources tailored for autistics. I believe things will get better. ❤
I completely related to the part where the mother said that mental illness isn't real because when i told my mom that i think i need to go to a psychology she screamed at me that if i go, i would be sent to a mental hospital, all i wanted is help with my anger issues and probably a depression (i don't know if i had depression but i just want to check)
I'm genuinely worried about all those 12- kids saying they want to die, like, pleaae search for help, y'all are way too young to feel meaningless, i really hope everyone here (including me) get better in the future, there might be no meaning so just find something that fulfills you