I would have to say.... my uncle. God do I hate that guy My dad is a very close second though.

My uncle.

...My Father..not because of anythying he did..just simply for the fact that he wasn't their...not his fault though.

My cousin Aaron. He's one of those people who makes themselves look better by hanging around realy pathetic looking people and making them look even worse. (In his case, hanging around me.)

A used-to-be-friend tried to wreck my life out of jealousy, and yes she nearly succeeded, but not quite!

Unfortunately, that would be my nephew. A few years ago, while I was home, he came to my home and murdered my husband. There was no explanation, and I feel no real punishment. He was on probation, stole the gun from my mother's home, stole checks and wrote them on my bank account, and killed my husband. Because it went to federal court, he received 40 years hard time. His charges were theft, gun possession, and possession of a non-registered silencer. (He had made a home made silencer for the gun.) Since it went to federal, and there are no federal employees or federal ground that the crime was committed on, they said they couldn't charge him with murder because there wasn't enough evidence. This even though, I was a hostage and he admitted to killing my husband. How is that possible? Don't know. Thanks so much for all of your support...best wishes to you too.

My ex husband to be honest. He was a raging violent alcoholic, and hurt me and my boys, to a serious degree physically & emotionally. But he was a cop and no matter where I ran, he found us. My sons are still affected by it, and remember TOO much violence, which haunts them to this day. I tried to I guess overcompensate but that made it worse. He cheated with some skum bag with 5 kids, and married her the day or divorce was final. I had to have the State Police go to Court, he was dangerous (for divorce) Only comforting part, my kids talk to him when they have to, and only one of her kids has anything to do with them. He was married before we met, and both those boys want no part of him. He is angry, lonely and miserable, and so is she..What goes around comes around. HA

It's a toss up between my mother and my father. Is it his fault for abusing or hers for not leaving?

Probably me- At times I've been my own worst enemy.

Myself. I can trace just about everything bad that has ever happened to me as a direct result of bad decision-making on my part. Whatever the reason I made those decisions, they were mine and I have come to own them. I cannot, in good conscious, lay blame elsewhere for any of the pitfalls in my life. And believe me, I've tried! But, life goes on. You live and (hopefully) learn.

Is anyone else slightly depressed by how quickly and easily we can all answer this question? I have someone too but not nearly as pregnant with gravitas as the rest of you. Sad thing is, I can name that person in a split second but if you asked me who in my life has brought me the most joy I would have to think on it a bit. Is it like that for the rest of you and, if its a common human trait which I suspect it is, why?

All of my answers have been covered -- and very well -- by the rest of the postings here. It's really all that I can do just to make myself read them, because of the weight of so much pain and heartbreak. I cannot bring myself to add to the list. May we all learn to live without causing suffering for ourselves or others.

Ignorance and ignorance of the ignorance.

That would be my brother in law. Because he has embezzled $500,000 from my in laws, they are now living with my wife and I. He claims that it was first come, first served.

ILL-FITTING SHOES ARE A PROBLEM, LETS FACE IT. BUT I ONCE OWNED A PAIR OF POOR-QUAILITY PALM-PRINT TOE-HOOK SANDLES THAT TOOK MY YOUTHFUL SKIN TO THE BONE......AND THAT MY FRIENDS WAS NO JOKE........BECAUSE JOKES AS WE KNOW ARE FUNNY!

Myself, unfortunatly my own behavior has caused me the most pain and suffering.

I would have to say that me and my tainted, self limiting perceptions have caused me more pain and suffering than I needed. Fortunately, I've learned the errors of my ways.( could be another misperception).

I will refer to an old saying my Dad used alot, "If you could kick the ass of the person responsible for most of your problems, you would have a sore ass."

Probabley myself sadly enough, I have done dumb things that not only hurt myself but my friends as well.....

MY SISTER!

My father, not that hes done anything horrible, but hes barely ever home(nothing he can do about it) and when he is he likes to show a thing called " Tough Love" which he finds okay, but at the end Im the one thats hurt.

A boyfriend I dont love easily but I loved him with all my heart till the day he beat me the physical pain was transient but the loss of my love trust and respect for him was torn from my very soul my capacity to feel or give love once more under lock and key

Probably myself more than anyone cause even though I have one finger pointing at other people I have three pointing back at myself.

My friends almost as much as myself There is no such thing as truth or trust anymore Kindness no longer lives here

I hope all of you have a wonderful and happy Thanksgiving. While re-reading these answers I am saddened that so many people have been hurt by family!! Parents are supposed to be the ones who protect us, love us and keep us safe, yet too many hurt their children resulting in many issues when they become adults. Uncles hurting their nieces and nephews in ways I cannot even think about. Spouses who vow to love the other in sickness and in health, only to betray and hurt them. There is too much spousal abuse, domestic assaults, child molestation, battering and the list goes on. I think most of us respect and trust our friends, more than our families and that is sad. We have become worse than any 3rd world country when it comes to violence. But all and all, we are all still here and able to share our stories..Bless you all..

When I was growing up, it was my father's anger and endless drinking, which always brought out his dark side. He was rarely physical, thank God. Intimidation by psychological beating was his thing. He'd rage for 2 or 3 hours; 3, 4, 5 nights a week. It was crazy. I was terrified that one night he'd make good on his constant threats to kill my mother and I wouldn't be able to stop him. I was ready to try, though. As much as anything, it was all so outrageously unfair. As an adult, my biggest source of pain and suffering would likely come down to what I will euphemistically call my endless effort to avoid both. But that's another story.

Myself and my best friend, Alex. He and I are such close friends, but he caused me an unbelievable amount of pain and suffering. I loved him. We went to the movies once, and he kissed me, which was nice but it had such a terrible outcome. He only wanted it to be a hook-up. But I had SO much stronger feelings for him. From that day, Friday, January the 13th, 2006, and on, my already severe depression continued to go downhill. I cried every night in the shower, and sometimes I would just sit there in the shower and think about what was wrong with me for him not to like me. I eventually started cutting myself, because I had no way of getting my sadness out. But then my mom found out that I had been cutting myself for months, and she sent me to a therapist, where I have learned new ways to let my depression out. I now do it through my guitar, writing, drawing, and talking about it like I'm doing now. I still have some strong feelings for him, and I always will, but I am getting better, and we are closer friends than ever now. The reason I put myself as the other person is because of my depression, OCD, and my oversensitivity.

very severe tramatic head injury.... i'm lucky to be alive.

my ex-wife.

My own negative nature.

My mother, she is an alcoholic and caused me a very miserable childhood. I missed out on so much joy in my younger years because of her.

sadly my husband. after i discovered he has been cheating on me for pretty much our whole marriage with so many women. i have never felt so much pain in my life. my whole inside was destroyed, the pain was so severe i can't even describe it. it is still there, and i don't know if it will really go.

I think the person that has caused me much joy and much suffering is the same person. My mother I think unfortunately that is how it is.. you dont really get extreemly hurt by people you dont care about.

i would have to say my babys daddy damn that labor

The death of my son. I still wake like having an alarm clock at 5.25 every morning.Listening to the evidence in the Court case was harrowing Edit, My husband died suddenly on the 28th Dec. just after I wrote this answer.

My mother and father. My dad molested me many times and my mother knew but did not leave him. He was an alcoholic until I was a freshman in high school. During my sophomore year (of high school) I told about the sexual, physical and emotional abuse. I went to two therapy sessions and my parents claimed that I had false memory syndrome. My mom told the police about it and all charges were dropped and the abuse investigation was stopped. My mom not only allowed my father to abuse me, she passively let him continue even though I told her about it and lied to the police so my dad (and her) didn't go to jail for their crimes against me.

I would be the person that murdered My son.. that is a pain that runs deep, a loss that is sometimes unbareable to deal with. My precious son...I love you as much today as I did the day you left on your journey..I miss you more than one can miss someone.. I think of you every day and miss you every hour. You My precious, God is holding you tight in his arms. Until we meet in heaven.. I love you and miss you.

I would have to say I was traumatized by my younger brother while growing up. Things haven't changed much because he rules my parents home at 36 years of age and makes it so bad that I really don't want to go home to visit my folks. They only live 10 miles away and it's sad but it is just the way it be.

i was thinking about submitting an answer to this question, but after reading what most of the other responses i realized that things arent INSANELY bad for me at the moment. ::knocks on wood::

My second son - now aged 37 - who is still making the same mistakes he made when he was in his teens. He is intelligent, articulate and witty...and also addicted to dope and alcohol.

Satan himself

Myself because I allowed it.

My Five sister's,leaving me out of my Dad's Will,and lying to me for year's !!

My parents' divorce.

I would have to say my mother. She didn't raise me at all, I was always alone growing up, and as bad as it is to place blame on other people, I am positive my life and achievments would be higher than what they are now. I am reaching my goals one by one with no one to thank but myself for that. I am now 21 with a great career ahead of me, and a good head on my shoulders. If I would have had a stronger support network who knows where I would be.

My step-father. I still cuss the day he came into my life.

My dads passing away- he had no control, I know, but still, it has messed me up.

Myself

Your "rocking kitty" icon.

Reed. Uhhh....I HATE him. He always has to say something mean to everybody. (You don't know him,He goes to my college) Grrr....He always says "Good one Mackenzie." What a prick !?!

The loss of my mom, my best friend. She was ONLY 55 years old and i still had so much to say to her, so much more to do with her. We were best friends and she listened to me. She taught me to listen to a person until they were completely finished, instead of trying to think of what you were going to say before they were finished. She also taught me that the only thing we can do for each other is to love!!!! That is the best gift you can give someone. The hurt, pain, numbness, feeling of being lost, sadness, has been the worst thing I have ever had to go through. I have been through a lot but to lose my mom has been devastating to me. There are times when I need to ask her a question about family and I can't now. There is no one to turn to, to ask these questions. My grandma passed away 1 1/2 ago and my dad isn't around. I feel so lost. I am seeking help to get through this but it is really HARD!!!! I know that life is hard and this is a part of life that we all go through but wow is it ever hard!!!

Self rightious theocratic bullying.

Me being the only 1 in my family who has lived in a broken home.my dad left when i was 2 to move to florida and my mom was remarried.I Never talk to my dad,hews a complete loser,but sometimes i think thin gs would of been better if he was still round,i never talk to my mom or my dad,both my brothers have there real dad and get pretty much whatever they want,and i dont get shit.I sometimes think people dont understand what its like not to have family cause there is no one there to take your side when your mother has always favored my step father in every decision in my life.it realy sucks.

I used to be addicted to cocaine, so im going to go with that.

My beautiful dog Molly, she died and it crushed me.

Being cheated and lied to by my boyfriend who i adored..that hurt.

Ironically, they are the ones that I choose to bring in my life - not the ones that have to be. Crazy, right.

Probably the loss of my grandparents. they were very dear to me.

definaltely myself. everything thing i'm going through right now i have done to myself. because of me i'm not doing anywhere near as well as i could if i hadn't screwed up so many times and so badly. a lot of the time i feel like a giant loser, and that i don't deserve the good things that i have. but if it weren't for those good things i don't think i'd be here at all. but, i'm doing better with my past, i've left it where it belongs finally, in the past, so hopefully now i can move forward.

I have MS and hurt everyday when I get up but then I remember there are so many others with more life threatening or painful illnesses..so I pick myself up and try to get through another day.

The death of my mother in 2004.

I would have to say my father. I always feel like he is trying to replace me as a daughter either with my brothers girlfriend or when he moved in with his own girlfriend and her two girls didn't call me for about a year. It suck to feel like you have been replaced.

probably a concussion i got during finals....i was playing baseball and this kid who can throw really hard but had no control hit me straight in the head(thankfully i was wearing a helmet) i was able to get up and finish my at bat but when i got home to study for finals i couldnt even read i was reading upside down and it was for my AP Government final so i really needed to study but i was so lost even in my own room

My husband has caused me the most pain,it's to much to explain, and 2007 I'm not putting up with no bull and I'm so serious.

ah. and of course its "the boy" haha yes i do laugh at this but to truly be in love.... HURTS..hurts so much more...than more >they say "love hurts"...now THAT is an understatment

I am lonely ALL the time. I am getting sick of it, even when I have a girlfreind. I just want to see her but I can't.

My life

when my girlfriend told me she used to cut

myself

My mom. ditched me for an abusive husband and made me live through hell for 8 years. Sucked, big time. Or maybe my ex boyfriend. Loved him deeply from the bottom of my heart, and he was all I had. he was a great friend, taught me that I could count on him, and became the only person to show me any love in my life. Then he decided he didn't want me anymore, and put me through a couple months of misery trying to figure out why and hold on and make it work before just tossing me to the side in peices.

Last year around October I fell in love with a guy that was not only miles and miles away, but he was in love with another girl and was with her. This was not the only thing, but as time passed, he admitted that he also loved me, but wouldn't just drop her because of a new love. So I spent about 10 months talking to him almost every single day and listening to him talk about her. Ella-this and Ella-that.. Not just good things either. Some or most of the time he was depressed or crying over her because she made him feel like shit. And like the good friend I was, I listened, cheered him up, and he went right back to her after all of that crap. Of course, they had a bum relationship so they were on and off.. So just when I thought that he was finally over her, he burst out with all this emotion and said over and over that he couldn't live without her and stuff. Basically.. that was how I was.. I was so in love with him that I couldn't just stop talking to him. I couldn't let it go. So I suffered for 10 months while she got pregnant, got an abortion, broke up with him again, broke his heart, ect. and he just went back to her. Eventually around October of this year, she broke up with him because she was changing religions. All of that time.. all of that pain and struggling, and she just dropped him like he meant nothing to her at all. He was broken and once more I had to be there for his beck and call because I cared so much. After a while, he simply decided he needed time to figure things out and we slowly stopped talking as he became more busy with work and partying. He was living his own life and dropping me out of it. That was the single most painful thing I ever had to endure. I have learned a lot from that experience about trust, dedication, and determination. But I've also learned that there is a point in which you just have to let things go. Fortunately for me, all that time spent not talking to him helped me get over him. Not only this, but a month or so ago, I met another guy whom I am currenly dating *and* falling for pretty hard. ^^ Finally, I am happy..

I would say the female sex, but then i would be lying because it's realy me, myself, and Joe (I). Almost every instance of horrible suffering I can recall was either caused or fueled by my own action/inaction. Most of the time i'll even tell myself the many different possible outcomes but I always find my way through somehow.

a relative

Well, this isn't directly related to me, but it has to do with my family. My mom married my father, and then a year later, they had me. Well, my father had a temper, he had OCD and an Anxiety disorder(which caused his temper and frustration). Well, he used to get so angry, around my mom and my family. He used to get so mad, that he threw things. Well, on many occassions, he threw pottery across the rooms, he would get such anger into his mind, he would go bollistic. When I was a baby, he got so mad that he threw a screwdriver at my mother who was holding me(almost hit me right in the face), he threw a vas at my mother's arm, and I came downstairs and found her crying on our livingroom floor(she called the police on him afterwards, I was 4 at the time). He threw picture frames at her, and I heard all this from upstairs with my grandmother(she sort of protected me from the violence) Because of him, when I was younger, my mother started drinking(a bottle of Vodka a day), but she stopped after like a month). She was so afraid of him, that she would have had no problem putting pills in his drink, anything to get him out of the house. After they divorced, he came to my house and threatened to kill my grandmother(called her a few choice words). After that, he re-married, my mom re-married, he went on pills, and I saw him on September 1st, 2004, after 12 years of not seeing him, and now everything's alright. I see him quite often, my mom's happy with seeing him, they're good friends now.

Myself, but I forgave that part of me.

The one thing that has put me through a great amount of pain was my ex-girlfriend when she left me.

my grandmas death kind of kicked off my depression and since then a bunch of stuff has happend to make it worse. i would say that is the main thing though.

People who think they can make themsleves happier by picking on others. I was the victim of this many times. People just need to understand that what they do today can still hurt years later. It may not be as strong but it will always be there. I know myself ive pretty much gotten over that B-S as im finally part of a group and got some decent friends but every once in a while I wonder how my life would have turned out if those jack-a$$es had not played with my mind.

I would say one of my ex's. He was the first person I had ever slept with, first person I was ever engaged to, and was the first person that ever cheated on me. Even though he cheated on me with a man and a woman, I took him back because I was in love with him. He promised me that he would never do that to me again. For awhile, he didn't. Months later, I moved in with him in another state. Saved money for an entire year just to be with him. Then, because I was still needing to attend high school, I tried to register to the same school as him. Though, they told me I wouldn't graduate till I was 20 since their credit system was not the same as my other high school. So, I had to move back with my family. 2 months later, he calls me up and says that he is being sent to an insane asylum because he tried to kill himself. This was on Halloween, when I am still mourning the death of a friend of mine. I was also sick and going through my period and I had to stay over at work. A week later, I found out that he had been cheating on me with an ex-prostitute for a week. When I got to talk to her, she called me terrible names and said I cheated on him and I dumped him. It took me a long time to even get over the person. More time to get over the pain and anger.

I would say one of my ex's. He was the first person I had ever slept with, first person I was ever engaged to, and was the first person that ever cheated on me. Even though he cheated on me with a man and a woman, I took him back because I was in love with him. He promised me that he would never do that to me again. For awhile, he didn't. Months later, I moved in with him in another state. Saved money for an entire year just to be with him. Then, because I was still needing to attend high school, I tried to register to the same school as him. Though, they told me I wouldn't graduate till I was 20 since their credit system was not the same as my other high school. So, I had to move back with my family. 2 months later, he calls me up and says that he is being sent to an insane asylum because he tried to kill himself. This was on Halloween, when I am still mourning the death of a friend of mine. I was also sick and going through my period and I had to stay over at work. A week later, I found out that he had been cheating on me with an ex-prostitute for a week. When I got to talk to her, she called me terrible names and said I cheated on him and I dumped him. It took me a long time to even get over the person. More time to get over the pain and anger.

Saddam Hussein.

My late husband passed away unexpectedly. He was 32-years-old at the time and we had been married three months. It was a hard thing to deal with.

too many to narrow down to ONE. My brothers suicide My wife's decision to get divorced my childrens decision to side with their mom instead of staying neutral My decision to get married at 19.

Dentists

Something my husband said to me a few months ago it upset me and still is,funny when you think you know someone only to find out you dont really.

Seeing the wreck that I lost my Jimmy to. It was dark and could not find him to help. I will never get over the fact........ if I could have found him I may still have him.

MY MOTHER OF 68 YEARS. In her simple ways she has never been capable, I guess, of noting how critical and judgmental that she has always been about me. I am now 68 years of age and still feel the sting of early criticisms and the most recent criticisms of me. After my last visit with her when I saw that due to stroke and the required pain medications for artritis type pain, I CAME HOME AND TURNED TO MY HEART TO FORGIVE HER, AND I TOLD HER THAT I FORGAVE HER AND WHAT FOR. the pain has not disappeared nor has the inferiority complex that she built for me before I became an adult, but I am glad to know that when I stand at her memorial celebration of life service and speak about her that I can speak total truth rather thaat words while carrying unforgiveness. I have told her what I will say at that time. she liked all that I said that I would say. It is hard to explain that pain within me. But, believe me, it is very real. However, the best thing out of it is that I did not critize and be judgemental of my 3 children and am thankful to say that the 3 of them have not been heard by me as criticizing of their children. Sadly, the criticizing nature seems to come from the Southern Baptist beliefs about 'all are sinners going to hell unless they do what southern baptists say that the Bible says that they must do" I so wish that the two words 'my mother' was not the answer to this question. Keep on visiting Blurtit!!

there were so many things and persons which caused pain...but then when something new comes along the older ones just whiz away and so the cycle just continues......the cycle called life

Quite honestly, myself. I'm my own worst enemy. I put myself down a lot. I'm my own worst critic. Sometimes I blame everything on myself- though not all of it is my fault, it feels like it.

Quite honestly, myself. I'm my own worst enemy. I put myself down a lot. I'm my own worst critic. Sometimes I blame everything on myself- though not all of it is my fault, it feels like it.

Quite honestly, myself. I'm my own worst enemy. I put myself down a lot. I'm my own worst critic. Sometimes I blame everything on myself- though not all of it is my fault, it feels like it.

Quite honestly, myself. I'm my own worst enemy. I put myself down a lot. I'm my own worst critic. Sometimes I blame everything on myself- though not all of it is my fault, it feels like it.

My dad.

Abnormal brain chemistry.

A friend. Everyone has that one friend who treats you like shit sometimes but because of the times you've shared and how much they mean to you you love them anyways. She keeps hurting me and I keep taking it, even when i try not to she gets upset and i forgive her.

i would have to say guilt for things i wish i did and didnt do

Its a tie The driver who ran a stop sign and killed my sister. and My ex...2 1/2 years of emotional, verbal, and physical abuse. Or i guess i can say myself for staying in the relationship for so long and putting up with the stuff.

One year on my birthday, I had gotten some time off from work to come home and be with my family. I was leaving work at 9:00 p.m. Five minutes before I was to leave, my wife called to tell me her friend needed to make cookies for a school event and she was going to help her. I was asked to pick the kids up from the friends house. I did. I went home and waited for my wife until the time she got home. She returned home after midnight. I sat for three hours crying from the pain.

The human heart. Not the heart that loves, the heart that ticks. I have lost so many people because of it the last 3 years. My grandad, next door neighbour, best friend... uncle, cousin and my grandad. I just know now to lead a healthy life with a healthy heart.

religion.