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I rarely ever post a forum of my own. I think I've done it like... once? maybe twice?...

Either way... this is a thought thats been rolling around in my mouse wheel for quite sometime. Its actually a statement I've made several times, as well as a question I've posed to myself.
I'd like, mod.s permitting, to pose the question here.

Everyone has an event or memory that has (with the gift of hindsight) changed their entire life. Now this is not the "Gee, my daddy didn't buy me a pony.." post.
I'm looking for that thing that when you sit down and reflect (weither thats your intent to or not) this memory pops in your precious little dome and starts playing like an 8mm film on the back of your eyelids.
The one where you ask yourself "If this hadn't happen, I wonder what kind of person I'd be."

Think about it, darlings. That a bit of a heavey question.
I'd like to know your thoughts.

Ever Yours,
Khayman

Other than the fact that I obviously cannot spell...
I neglected something in my origional post:

The memory/event may be pleasant or sad. I don't want to depress EVERYONE. Be it the birth of a child or the loss of one... please feel free to post...

Yea sometime I think that if my Mum and Dad never divorced my life would never of been same. I don't think I would ever left home to live in a strange city like London at such a tender age, for a start. So I often wonder if I had of remained in Ireland what would of my life been like then.

Interesting idea for a thread Khay

There are a couple for me. I was in college for pre-med when I joined the Navy. That was the biggest decision of my life at the time. And within a year (just before I turned 19) I got pregnant with my daughter and her father left me as soon as he found out. I decided to keep her and damn what everyone else thought. And lastly, I got pregnant with my son. I was advised by a couple of people to have an abortion. I said if I can do it alone at 19 I can do it alone at 24 so f*uck off.

Life has a way of kicking your ass when you least need it too......
I was friends with people I shouldn't have been friends with. They were violent, dangerous and just plain evil.
I lost several friends cause of them, and only my best friend DarkNights6 and I got out of it.
If I didn't live through that, I wouldn't be as strong as I am now. I wouldn't be a "tough girl".
I have to thank them for that.
They made me who I am today, by letting me see the worst in people.

Uh oh, spelled my friend's name wrong...my bad. Its DarkNight6.

well, i was born.......anyway. i would have to say.....when i started to do yoga and meditate. it changed me for the better.

OK well here goes...One thing ( Of many )
that stands out right now in my mind is this... 3 years ago this month. My nephew called me. We had not spoken for quite sometime. He said he had called just to say he loved me, and to say he was sorry for all the bad things he had ever done to me, and for all the trouble he had gotten us into.( We were bad boys ) We were the same age, we grew up together more as brothers..UMmm, I knew in my mind and heart why he was doing this. But for some reason I chose to ignore it..He had done this to me so many other times before.Maybe I did not believe him, I do not know. Anyway, He killed himself this time. He put a gun to his head and well you get the point..Sooo I guess this would be one of these life changing times.
Being that I will never ignore or not believe in what I feel....

In regards to your post I firstly would like to mention what a splendid post you have contrived. However for I it is to early yet to respond as my life changing experience has only taken place, and at this moment am entirely lost because of it...reading at this point certainly brought about emotion.

Khayman, love you know what happened to my folks...
well yeah, i think it's a good thing now too..
no more shouts and screams..damn those days!

This is an excellent idea for a post; thank you, Khayman.

I would say losing Ed would be one of the defining points in my life. He was the last person to whom I ever gave completely of myself, my inner self, mind and emotions. I try now, but ... A rather large piece of me was broken when he died, and I cut out some smaller pieces in order to prevent future breakages.

In retrospect, I know I have grown colder, less trusting, more apt to turn my back. People lie, people leave, people die. I have simply decided that in the grand sceme of things people simply do not have to have the power to let their actions effect me. It's dysfunctional as hell, yes. But it keeps the remaining bits of me intact. Well, as intact as the bits ever get. *grin*

This is all very interesting to me, folks. You have NO idea. I love knowing things about people. Getting them to talk. I'm not very good at asking questions but every now and then I come up with a hum-dinger. Anywho...

On a side note:

Call me an arrogant prick if you will... but ive finally come up with a good question (so it seems)... and its fallin off the front page. Consider this a lengthly bump.
*snrk*

I don`t know how to put this, there is more events that changed my life...
First:my mother had the first operation when I was 2 years old.
My parents divorced when i was 10,
I changed my elementary school then.
My mother died when I was 16, that was two years ago,she had cancer. Six month after that I got kicked out of my flat( i lived there with my sister,her son, and my grandmother) And than i retourned to my fathers home after 7 years.
Now...i think that my life would definetly be diferent if just some of these things didn`t hapen.

Okay what I sit and think about most is How when I was admitted to the PSYK Ward......how easy it was to get out. You dont have to be sane....just act like it.....its interesting to find out how good of a liar one can be and how others are stuck there For life cos they dont want to face the realities of the world....however I feel the isolation of a mental hospital is far worse then what the world is like....

Lord, there are so many, but I will have to go with the first time my first daughter, for absolutely no reason, came up and hugged my legs when I was washing dishes and told me she loved me more than Barney and always would. I can still remember what she was wearing.

So take that, damn purple dinosaur!

It was a year-and-a-day for my ex and I... 9-11. I had wanted fireworks, and a big deal to be made of it as it had (at the time) been my longest relationship.
I left Ringing School of Art and Design to go home-- to be close to him, and my family again.

My little sister messaged me-- everyone else was trying to get a phone, but I (being quite computer savvy), raced to the library to the computer to see if they were online.
"______, are you still my sister?" she typed... it broke my heart, and I -had- to go home. I had to protect her.

As I watched the President take off from our nearby, private airfield (just as we had seen his limo slide by our school), I grabbed a nearby newspaper.

Life was never the same for me.

If I hadn't left RSAD, I would not be the female I am today.

The moment I held my son for the first time.

I have two of serious mention.........
the first was christmas day when I was nine and my parent's told us they were getting a divorce.....we met my stepfather 3 days later.....quite the christmas present for a nine year old.......
the next was the first time I went to a suicide funeral....and I have been to a few...I grew up in the suicide capital of western canada...or what held that title at the time.......those were the two moments that make me wonder what if?

This is a great thread...it deserves to be on the front page so I'm booty bumping it there!!! *umph*

I have faced several crossroads in my life. It's hard to pick one that was the most life-altering, but here goes.

When I was 19, a very tumultuous relationship came to an end. I wanted to change everything about my life, so I joined the Navy.

This was in 1991, while Bush 41 was president. It was during a time of heavy military cutbacks. I was put into the DEP (Delayed Entry Program) and was set to ship out in 11 months.

A lot can happen to a 19-year-old in 11 months. A week before I was set to leave, I backed out. A lot of new things were going on in my life.

I cannot say my life would have been better or worse had I entered the Navy. I can only say it would have been different. I was set to enter the nuke program, and sometimes I wish I had gone through with it... Today I would be working in a much more technical and analytical field. But had I joined the Navy, this thread wouldn't be here - as Vampire Rave wouldn't exist.

Stumbling across this thread, covered with VR "oldtimers", made me ponder...

As I approach 6 years with VR and over a decade of enjoying Cancer born projects...

Has a Cancer project changed your life path?