This. I had a few terrible constipations as a kid. The pain when trying to ... pass the object from my body, indescribable. I even had to use kitchen utensils back there to basically scoop some stuff out to see if that would help push the rest of the fucking brick through.

I now know what it feels like to give birth.

Ehm. Why am I sharing this with you.

Let a woman I loved go. Long story, but it wasn't going to work out, plus the longer it would have lasted, the more people would've got hurt. I'm glad I found love again years later, this time with no strings attached.

Other things that may or may not be "the hardest things I've done", but still things I'm very proud of:
-Traveling 4200 km in a car over the course of six days during last summer, when me and three friends took a road trip to northern Norway, driving across Finland twice. There were four drivers, so no-one had to drive any more than they humanly could, but it was still a long journey. Fun as hell though, and I would happily do the same this year.
-What I consider my life work and purpose here: nearly 150 individual made songs over the course of about ten years + other random stuff on top of it, such as different kind of videos, that each define my life somehow, big or small. All that stuff shape the life I've lived, and what I've encountered during those years. Speaking of terms of time, this project is then probably the hardest thing I've done, since I've devoted so much time to it.
-Having existed on this planet for 27 years and finding at least some joy in each day, which in the current world isn't always something that could be taken for granted.

I'm impressed, I can't get past 5 on a good day.

Getting my PhD ... especially towards the end, when time was getting shorter and I was supposed to be writing already but still found more and more things which I wanted/should include in my research.

Getting out of bed in the morning.

Dealing with mental illness.

I left my house. It was terrible

you guys are kidding right?

You are joking right?

Do you guys even lift?

Dealing with schizophrenia and seeing the burden it places on my wife and family. Fortunately, my wife is a total rock star and doesn't mind that I'm a wee bit weird. :)

For me the hardest ting I have ever had to do is happening RIGHT NOW

Acsepting that thanks to ALTSIMERS ( I know I spelled that wrong) my mother is no loger capable of handaling things alone. This means I am having to shut down the family bussines and become a full time carer. With my father already dead she has no one but me to look after her.

So my future is nicly settled, caring for my mother while the illness slowly destroys the person I know and love, after that:

Alone, so qualifications, skills or experiance - and no hope for a decent job.

Because of the life I have and do live, and probably will live I have not now or ever had a love life (when it comes to such matters I am still the big V word), and my future means it is VERY unlikly I ever will have a love life.

when I lose my mother and the pension money and other alowances stop coming in I will no longer be able to affort to live here and have to move in to the smallest cheapest appartment that can be found.

So in general for me life SUCKS

For those of you out there with small problems look at this and be happy because compared to me and others with VERY big problems you a re DEFINATLY better of and should thank you lucky stars that you ar'nt is the same boat as me\us.

Now get out there and do what you can to sort your life out while you still have the chance to make things better, and show the rest of us that there is still some hope for a chance at a life worth living.

The only thing that comes to mind is when I had to finish high school in my sophomore year. That was pretty rough. Going to summer school to do extra classes helped, of course, but man, that last semester had me a little worried. I still finished before the semester ended, though.

Yes, I was kidding. This forum needs sarcasm tags.