Hi posthopegirl.

I have my story about Past life, twice suicide: once hanging myself because of my “husband” then and second time I was drowning in the sea. Second time: I was unhappy in love and have killed myself. In both cases I was 23 years old.

What happened with me in this life: with 16,5 years I became pains all over head, most of all in the sinuses, eyes, neck and back head. The doctors told me, I have sinusitis. It was more than that. I knew it with 25 years when I was in abroad, where Neurologist gave me just one shot in the right side of the neck and all my pains were over. It was good for 5 years.

My explanation why this doctor did help me: I had to meet my “husband” from Past life. I met him with 27 years after engagement failed to another man (I didn't get documents for his land). In that time I didn't know about my Past life and nothing about Regression.
With my "husband" from Past life we went apart as he had to go back to his country (we both were in third country). I have moved to other country. In fact I didn't believe to my "Karma" that he loves me. I had feeling I am not good enough for him.

With 30 years I came back to my home country. My pains came back as well. and have started to work in tourism. Somehow I have lost interest for the men as my Past life man was ideal for me.

My pains were every day worse. 1989 I have started to search the cause for my pains (I had five diagnosis from the hospital). Until today I don't know the cause. My pains are the same as they were by "hanging" then.
1992 female doctor told me to go to the Regression and see what was with me in my Past life? I have done it: in July 1992, with Regression without hypnosis. I have seen very clearly my "husband" and his face and that was man, I met with 27 years.

2002 I was in his country (close to my country) and have found his address. After that I wrote to him about my experiences. He wrote me back that he wants to see me. I was sick (my face changes a lot to the worse) had no painkiller and told him, I can't see him. We stayed in connection (phone, internet and letters) about one year and then I wrote to him, I can't be with him because of steady pains. After that all was over.

I have left my job, 2001 because had no therapy to help me. Since then happened all possible: I was betrayed over Internet; had no money to pay loan for my small apartment; have debts; have steady pains and can do nothing. No job, no help from doctors, no friends as my pains are strange: I am sleepy, have steady eyes and cheek bone pains, three neuralgia's from the neck until atypical trigeminal neuralgia.
During 19 years have visited all possible doctors but there is no help for me.

Now I see no future since long time and all I want is: to die very quickly.

In this life I took 24 pills with 23 years and 9 months but was found. Later I have tried again, but in the last minute have called the doctor.

My "Karma" has brain attack in February 2006 and since then is half paralysed.

So much about my story,
Yelena

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This is older photo from me, when I had no pains. My look changes as my pains change.

Yelena

Oh my good dear. Yelena, you should probably seek the help of a good holistic or spiritual healer. What is the point of commiting suicide if you are probably going to have to learn these life lessons again? Better to just hang tough and motivate ourselves to accomplish more and make a better life for ourselves.

By the way, whatever happened to hopefulgirl? I'm very curious to see what happened as this thread was started like 2 years ago.

Wow, this one resonated with me immensely, I too committed suicide in my life before this one and have tried a couple of times in this life, obviously I'm still alive and I haven't had any further desire to attempt again for ages.

Mine happened at the turn of the last century in France, I had a daughter when I was 15(the daughter now being my mother in this lifetime, with whom I have an extremely rocky relationship), and her father left us when she was still with no money, so I was forced to work in a brothel so my daughter wouldn't starve to death.  I hated every moment, unfortunately though selling myself was necessary for survival, maybe it wasn't the only way but it seemed like the easiest way for myself at the time.  After working there for several years, I made it into a dance troupe, my daughter hated all of the travelling that went along with it, so she eventually went to live with another member of our family, after which I never saw her again.  I met a man who I was sure was the love of my life although my conscious self wasn't aware he was an absolute scoundrel, he got me pregnant, we became engaged mostly because of that.  Then somehow word got through the grapevine about my past as a prostitute, he broke it off with me via a note, and I shot myself in the head, while pregnant.

I had this reading done a couple of years ago, after meeting a man who I fell for and was irrisistably drawn to, it certainly felt perfect, but then he dumped me for a younger woman via a text message.  I was depressed about how this happened for much longer than I was actually in the relationship, and even now it feels like I met "the one" yet we were cursed.  And turns out this is the reincarnation of the man who got me pregnant that I killed myself over.  Other observations from this past life as well, I have always cringed when I hear any word similar to "putain", which is the French word for "whore", never knew why untill I had this reading.  With guns, I've always felt terrified of them yet somehow had a weird fascination with them when I was little, now I'm all for banning them, which has a lot of people jumping down my throat where I live and people love their guns.  I wanted to do dance classes more than anything when I was little, but my mother(my daughter in that lifetime) was against it, as well as anything else related to that lifetime.  For example, she throws a tantrum every time I announce that I'm going travelling, travelling being something I'm obsessed with, and she accuses me of dressing like a skank if say I wear sleeveless shirts, even if they're very modest Michelle Obama-esque shirts.  And the extremely frustrating hangover from this lifetime is that while I do get a large amount of male attention, in hindsight it has been 100% purely sleezy attention, no attention like the man truly cares what my mind is about.  As you guys said, you keep repeating the lessons from the lifetime in which you offed yourself, and then some.

One other interesting thing that came out of this reading is that the child I was pregnant with when I shot myself is meant to come back to me this time around as one of my children.