What did you hang onto even if you knew the odds were against you?

My first job after college. I should have left a couple of years earlier, I knew it was going nowhere and knowing that and staying gave me a seriously negative attitude in all aspects of my life, including my marriage; although we were strong enough to weather that storm.

I hung onto my sanity after my husband walked out on me. It wasn’t easy at times to keep moving forward.

There are a ton of things that I hung onto. They all contained hope.
Which now I realize why I may have chosen Pandora as my name. LOL
I’m a firm believer that most things worth having are often worth the hard work, sacrifice and patience to make them work. It was by holding onto hope that I was able to overcome many of life’s obstacles. Personally, for me. Giving up hope has a more devastating outcome to me. But sometimes you do have to resign yourself to surrendering to life.

My betting slip, horse came in at 50/1

everything.

Thanks, my pm isn’t working.

I can think of at least half a dozen stocks that fit the category.

My academic success when I was sick.

It was nearly impossible for me to manage everything that a teenager is supposed to do when I was as sick as I was, but I was a hard-headed little shit and didn’t let my grades slip. That was in high school.

In college, I did have to leave because of my health. But, I came back, and I’m close to finishing up now.

Like @LuckyGuy wrote, lots of things. Going through a broken marriage was horrible. Surviving being a single parent and dealing with an ex who was now more interested in his new life. Struggling financially to survive and having to ask for help from my family on occasions. Being made redundant. The loss of loved ones.

There were times I felt terrified or alone and like I’d never make it through whatever was going on. But I did and I always have so there’s no reason to believe I can’t get through anything life throws at me.

In each case, I just kept moving forward. Kept getting up in the morning and doing the routine things I had to do and gradually, things got better.

My old house of 8 years that I had to let go of in March of 2013. The economy wiped me out, lost my work, plowed through my nest egg and finally had to let go. It was a killer, way worse than my divorce 11 years ago. I am still on shakey financial ground but have managed a return to rural living, sharing my friends ranch and large home while working towards purchasing a Tiny House cottage to set up on the ranch property here.

It’s a mini-commune situation, everyone helping everyone, the wave of the future for a lot of us middle aged peeps that lost it all in the great depression this last 5–6 years.