Well, yes, I've loved and lost, but what's saddest is that in all of my life (almost a half a century now) I've never been in a relationship where there was enough serious love or commitment for a marriage or enough reason to bring another being into the world. I've always believed I wouldn't be a better or worse person with a husband (or ex-husband!), and having a baby would not make me more loved or special either. So getting married and / or having children was never a life-long dream or a priority for me. I don't believe in accidents, so I practiced good birth control. Especially when seeing so many not taking time to plan their little miracles, but just having babies here or there, without thought but more like "whatever" . . . I didn't want that to ever be me. I never heard my clock ticking, though my last eggs were hanging on real tight - making me suffer seriously bad cramps! It's at this time in my life, however, when I look back over my lifetime, and there's no markings of my years with me having raised children of my own, or family events, holidays, etc. that I'm so lonesome I could cry - and I do! I can get a bad case of the blues if I put too much thought into it. My heart aches for having lost this life experience, and now to realize it's done with no opportunity left for me. I don't know why I didn't deserve to have more love in my life, but that's just the way it goes. I'm here now, with a lot of different stuff to show for having been on this earth. Most of it not mattering to most other people, even those I've loved . . . Being alone gets real lonely! Gee thanks, this thought just brought me to tears! Never cry alone, while sitting at a computer typing, in the middle of the night! You'll just look like a fool to the catz who come running in!

Probably having to leave Wales. It was my own choice, looking for a better job and a suitable college course and everything, but I'd lived there a long time, made so many wonderful friends and was totally in love with the place- it practically broke my heart to walk away.

Hmmm...Well, once my brother came home late and with thoughts of suicide (though I found out later the reason for it was because he was drunk. HE thought it was funny, actually) and when he went to bed I was still awake in my room. The living room is right next to mine and my brother's room and my parents were watching TV. I heard them talking about how they must be bad parents because they thought that I was depressed because I normally stay in my room a lot, avoid people and family gatherings, and because I wear a lot of black. I started crying silently for hours, but it wasn't the conversation itself that makes me sad to this day. It was the fact that I couldn't stop crying that messed me up. I mean, normally I have a lot of self control. I barely show sadness, even in serious situations, but all my self control just left me. It sucked and I felt weak.

My dad made a ring in 1942 and put his initials in it. I have the same initials. I always told him that if he ever got rid of that ring I wanted it. Well, when I was about 30 years old my mother bought him a really nice diamond ring and I got his old ring in the mail. I was so proud of that ring. Then one day I was taking a shower, the ring came off and down the drain it went. I paid a plumber really good money to try to retrieve that ring but he could not. I actually cried and got physically ill when I called Dad to tell him I lost the ring. He told me not to worry about it, that although there are things that we want and cherish to keep in mind that it is only "stuff". You cant take it with you when you die anyway, because it is just "stuff". That didnt really make me feel any better, but I understand what he was saying.

Having the woman I really loved with all my heart tell me that she changed her mind and didn't want to get married.

Wanting to die myself when I was younger- just being ready, because my GF broke up with me and ended up moving in with another guy. She was my first GF to boot. I didn't see any possibility of going on, wince I would never find anyone else as good... And THAT was sad. Thankfully, I went on to have a number of healthy relationships and am now happily married- and we have a son!

being sad and wanting to die every 3 mins from 13-18

When my best friend was diagnosed with cancer shortly after being told by her doctor that it was in remission.

4 hours after my wife got a positive on a pregnancy test and 3 hours after in anger she spat "I hope to god I lose this baby" we found out that the test was wrong. I was still out on a walk to cool down from being targeted by her hatred when she called me to beg me to come home and comfort her over her wish comming true.

when i found out the man i loved had lied to me on so many levels. +5

Near death experiences,and memories of rape and abuse surfacing,accompanied by public humiliation. +5

My girlfriend was once shot in a gunfight that I started. I felt like shit forever after that.

Having the one person who loved me and promised to always be there and never leave.... walk out to live with someone else. Telling me I'm too broken to fix and too broken to love anymore.

thinking about all the opportunities i passed up because of fear.

When I had to take my dog of 19 years to the vet to be put to sleep ... IT had just been her and I for all those years and I had to be put on tranquilizers etc for over three weeks ... +5

Honestly, I'd have to say when my pets have died, it's so hard. You become attached to something that doesn't say anything bad to you, doesn't put you down for what you believe in or have to say to them, they love you no matter what, they always come to you for the what they need, they're not rude, ignorant, or greedy. They always respect you for who you are and make you smile and laugh no matter what. And they are always home for you after a hard day.

watching my dad slowly lose all his memories to alzheimers

Being a newlywed with high hopes for a loving, compassionate marriage and coming home from work finding my (now former) husband in our bed with another woman and being beaten senseless with golf clubs. Not wanting to admit I had failed in the marriage, I was obedient with the abuser who continued to have teenagers in our bed for me to walk in on after I got off work. Sadly, until I found out I was pregnant and left for the sake of my unborn child, I continued to put up with the beatings and various girls he would take on as lovers. Fortunately for me, my parents were very welcoming (I was in my early 20s) and allowed me to move back home where I turned my life around, graduated from college and have enjoyed a successful career in the medical field for over 20 years. Interesting question! :)

A selfless answer:whenever I hear someone else loses someone,especially a cute child.

helping my sister move out of an apartment she had been happy in because the man upstairs (our step-grandfather) sexually harassed her

Got my heart broke twice

finding out i hade melanoma right after my mom lost her job for literally no reason and right after my girlfriend broke up with me for little reason

Firefly got canceled...so sad

I didn't lose anyone but i was still living in NY on september 11th. That made me very sad. I was 12 at the time and i took it really badly and somehow felt like it was my fault. I develpoed Anorexia and was in hospital for 4 years and that was all i thought about for a long time. My counseller once said that although most anorexics have a pre disposition to develop it anytime from birth, it's trauma that sets it off. I really didn't understand that as what happened didn't actually happen to ME, but it was my way of controlling something when there were things that happened that were beyond my control. 9/11 wasn't the saddest thing that happened to me but it's the saddest thing that's happened in my life time outside of personally losing people close to me. I've been ok for four years but i still get upset over what happened that day.

the girl i loved broke my heart

closing myself off from some wonderful opportunities in life because I felt that I wasn't ready, or scared.

Being abandoned by my biological mother.

Discovering my (ex)wife had left me.

Have someone I was trying to help, round on me and give me a tirade of abuse.

My boyfriend getting out of my life on my lucky birthday. I remember that every single birthday and it makes my day quite sad sometimes :(

Losing my first love.. And knowing it was my fault

Divorce. My parents. My own. My child's.

loosing my beloved cat to cancer was all consuming. I used to sing to him as he was dying. then I knew when it was time to have him put to sleep. I buried him in my parents backyard and put a lite candle there and a ring of stones to mark the grave. I feel the saddness now coming back to me and this happened about 14 years ago...

My divorce

Breaking up with my ex...

I've developed a pretty good state of mind. I don't get sad because I simply can't imagine a better reality for myself. My girlfriend lives with me and we love each other infinitely, none of my truly close peeps have bitten the big one, and I live in a good neighborhood with all my best friends that I made after my move from the ghetto, and I'm only 15.

the saddest is wen my nanna died in 2007 nd then in that year my 2 friends died then my dog, nd now i feel guilty for all of it, every time i think of them all i cry every nite nd day feeling guilty, for no reason i no it wasnt my fault but i cant help the guilt it killing me everyday inside of me. thats the mose saddest i think anyway. x

When my dad got sick.

being punished for entering into any conversation, seems to be writen on my head

My daughter born with so many allergies and health issues. I wish she could go places and eat things without having to worry what it will do to her life. She was so active when young but slowly allergies have taken over and at times confine her to the house.

When I was little I had a cat...well I found a baby kitten that was left by its mother so I brought it home...nursed it back to health..My cat did not like it I guess so it ran away...we got a home for the kitten hoping it would come back but it never returned. Six years later my cat came home and died on my front porch! +3

Finding out I suffer from major depression. But, I got help so I'm ok now. But it still there trying to come out. I can feel it.

it was sad when my parents got divorced.

If I tell you you'll cry.

I guess it was realizing that my abusive parents were never going to love me, or even appreciate the person I am. It was a freeing revelation, but at the same time, it was saying goodbye to the hope that, one day, I would have thier approval. +5

Without a doubt, it was surveying the accumulation of collateral damage caused by the senseless drug policy instituted first by President Richard Nixon and realizing that even today there is no escape from the cold and wicked aspect of politically-driven stupidity that holds humanity hostage, poisoning the public with fear and ignorance that exacerbates the problems of drug abuse, addiction, crowded prisons, a weakened healthcare system... and drug resistance education that fails to deliver the knowledge and discipline, necessary to combat future calamity that is far more imminent than any form of mass destruction... global warming... and other natural and man-made destructive forces, while all I can do is just stand by and watch. Insight can be a curse when it is obliterated from the minds of those who can.

Having to sell my business to pay legal fee's and spending 11 months of my life for something I did not do.

when my husband told me that she wonted another women and her wife i guess i wasnt more than she wonted me 2 be and when she stop trusting me the trust part is still here like right 2 day am dealing with it know

My parents divorse, my parents each getting new partners, my diagnosis of major depression, and when i realised that if i was told i was going to die in 24 hours i would not care.

I DIDN'T die.

was coerced into surrendering my infant son for adoption in 1972, I was 18. I was told by the social workers that I would forget and go on to dating, I never forgot, I contemplated suicide the following year.

It was when my ex-wife decided that she no longer loved me because I wasn't making "enough" money, and because I had been diagnosed with incurable cancer. If ever I was going to commit suicide, it was then.

having a complete mental break down and every body i ever trusted laugh about it and and some rob me blind and others spread rumours and lies fxxking cowerds even my own family treat me different even a church showed me the back door i ended up on the streets begging cos nobody cared the isolation and the loneliness almost killed me but then i actually met the nicest person i have ever met in my entire life and i have been with her ever since things do get better believe me one way or another that was 4 yrs ago now i know how to tell who are my real friends are and who are the pretend friends are and unfortunatly how cold hearted my family are as for my mother calls her self a born again christian i would still pick them up if they fell wich i have done

The demise of my 34-year marraige.

My 13 year old running away last year, I haven't seen her since.