ROFL! For me I would say that the hardest situation I've ever been in, I dunno, I guess when I broke up with my first girlfriend of college. We had been dating all freshmen year, and she loved me with all her heart, but I didn't really like her anymore. I was also the kind of guy who didn't want to have to destroy her, but I had to.
A friend (who I didn't really think of at the time as a friend; more like a casual acquaintance) choosing me as the person to confide in after she was raped.
While driving along a road in Afganistan nearing a river I was in the back of a army truck. It was sweltering and I was hanging out the back when I realized that I could climb up and lay on top of the canvas truck cover. So I did and relaxed up on top and it kind of acted like a hammock. The guys below didn't mind since most of us were asleep. Until the Captain in the front noticed and started yelling at me to get down. I pretended to listen but hopped back up and lay down. Once again he started yelling at me to get down. I started to climb down when the truck hit an IED or mine I'm not sure.
I was launched up into the air and landed in the shallows of the river on my left leg which was broken instantly. The truck had blown up into the air and landed upside down. From what I could see everyone in the truck was dead. I couldn't hear anything and lay in the water waiting without any means of communication thinking that whoever set the IED was observing.
Within a short time I could hear talking and it wasn't english. So I hunkered down and played dead. Then I realized they were speaking a mix of french and english. Looking up they were Canadian troops. I called to them and they helped me out. I was the only survivor. Had I not decided to climb up on the truck that day I'd be dead.
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