Either when I lived through a magnitude ~7 earthquake while on the 21st floor of an airbnb in a country I didn’t speak the main language of, or the time a moth flew into my ear and got stuck there alive so deep in my ear that four hours later at the hospital the doctors almost didn’t believe that it happened to me at all. I could hear it flapping and struggling the whole time.

The building I was in stayed structurally sound, and the doctors did eventually believe me and find a way to drown/suffocate the moth (although they couldn’t get the corpse out until I could make an appointment with an ear specialist 3 days later because of a long weekend. So I guess maybe both stories are not so interesting in the end, but they still mark two of the worst moments of my life