30 Anonymously Shared Secrets That People Wouldn’t Dare To Confess In Real Life
All of us, no matter how kind and open we are, keep secrets from even our nearest and dearest. These are things that we’d feel uncomfortable opening up about even to our closest family members and most trustworthy friends. However, anonymity can help. If you’re feeling guilty or ashamed of something you’ve done in your past, opening up to strangers can help free you of that burden. At least, in part.
That’s where the r/confession subreddit comes in. A massively popular online community with nearly 5.3 million members, it is a safe place for everyone to “admit your wrongdoings, acknowledge your guilt, and alleviate your conscience.” Here, everyone’s encouraged to be kind and courteous to one another. We’ve collected some of the darkest secrets from the sub and other similar communities around the net about the things that people deeply regret doing. You’ll find their stories as you scroll down.
We wanted to figure out why people feel better when they confess their secrets and wrongdoings, so we asked Andrea Bonior, Ph.D., to shed some light on this. Read on for Bored Panda's interview with Dr. Bonior, the host of the mental health advice podcast ‘Baggage Check’ and the bestselling author of ‘Detox Your Thoughts.’
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I tell everyone the reason I do beekeeping as a hobby is because I want the honey and to help prevent colony collapse. The real reason I started to is because my mother is extremely allergic to them and now she won't come near my home anymore.
Dr. Bonior explained to Bored Panda why confessions make people feel better, as well as what we can do to be more empathetic toward others even if our first instinct might be to judge them.
"The idea of confessing in order to absolve yourself of something has been around, likely, since the beginning of time, and has of course been incorporated into many religious traditions. By admitting to something we are doing, it can help us feel less alone with the secret—and more accepted, even among strangers, rather than imagining that we would be cast aside and rejected because of our secret," the host of 'Baggage Check' told us.
"It helps validate that we are still acceptable as human beings, and haven't driven everyone away. It also just typically helps to put words to our own experiences and feelings, and to have someone bear witness to something difficult—which is part of why therapy can be so helpful."
I Slapped A Child In The Face And Then Shoved Him Off His Scooter. I'm 25
So I have a beloved kitty named pixy. She was around 4 when I found her on the street. She had a rubber band tightened on half her tail. I spent 2 weeks feeding her until she was comfortable enough to let me near her, she didn't trust anyone. I took her in, cleaned her up, and got the dead portion of her tail amputated.
After 5 years, she finally warmed up to people and she became so sweet and friendly. It took her years to be comfortable around strangers. Last month, she was out for her daily stroll around the neighborhood and immediately came back in through the kitty door 20 minutes later. Usually she is out and about for 2-3 hours. She had 2 small holes in her chest, and one near her butt. She was completely frightened and was crying/meowing, she wouldn't even let me go near her for the first 5 minutes. I knew for certain that she was shot with metal bb's.
I take her in my car and start driving to the vet, but took a quick detour around the neighborhood, I was going to take the long way to see if I could find the culprit. Sure enough I see a kid on a scooter standing on his driveway, with a Co2 powered bb gun, aiming in the drainage cavity by the sidewalk. I see cats in there all the time. It was then I knew who the culprit was.
I parked the car, got out, walked over to him and said "I'm telling your parents that you are shooting cats." He replied "they are pests, they told me I could." The smug little look on his face threw me over the edge, I slapped the f*ck outta this b**ch, and kick swept his legs out from under him and watched him fall flat on his a*s. I then picked up his gun and smashed it on the ground. A small part of me wanted to finish him off with a stomach kick for good measure, but I'm f**king 25 so I looked both ways before crossing the street, and f*cking bolted. As I hopped in my car and sped away, I heard him shrieking in the distance.
My kitty was treated, and is doing OK. She is a lot more skittish and spends less time outside.
Edit: in case your wondering, I'm pretty sure the cops were called. When I came back I saw a few strolling around, I was sure I was d.o.n.e. I've never been In trouble or done sh*t like this. Anyways, I drove by and literally nothing happened. It's been a month I think I'm good.
I Photoshop Every Photo Of My Mom
My mom has really had a hard time the past few years. When she entered menopause she gained weight and no matter how much she works out or what diet she tries she cannot drop it.
She is a wonderful person, beautiful inside and out, but I could tell it was really taking a toll on her. So I started (lightly) photoshopping pictures I take of her before I send them to anyone or print them. I just nip a little here and there, slight reshaping. and smoothing out a few wrinkles, nothing drastic, but enough.
Since I have started this she has started acting more confidently and has stopped making negative remarks about pictures she is in. She loves being in pictures with everyone again.
It has really helped. I have not told anyone and never will.
According to Dr. Bonior, immediate judgments about other people can be "very natural." However, at the same time, we have to remember that they can be distorted and might not be valid.
"By recognizing that we only have one side of every story, and that we can't automatically assume that we'd behave a certain way in a situation we've never been in, we help remember that although we might have a knee-jerk reaction, we shouldn't necessarily let it inform our behavior," she told Bored Panda that an example of such a reaction might be saying something that is unkind.
"It also might be helpful to think of times in our life when we had our perspective widened because we didn't realize until we were in a situation just how we would behave. Finally, we can recognize that even when someone HAS made a choice we don't agree with, our reactions are often most helpful if we can meet them where they are, and try to understand what led to their decision, and gain some insight from it, rather than automatically condemning them and pushing them away."
I Trash My Coworkers Mugs And Dishes When They Leave It Soaking In The Community Sink
At work we have a kitchenette and at the end of the day, my coworkers leave their dishes/mugs filled with oatmeal and other things left to soak. We even have a sign that states “Do not leave personal belongings in the kitchenette. We are not responsible for lost items”. I stay at work pretty late so I see the night janitor come in and clean. I noticed that he goes out of his way to wash the dishes and mugs, which isn’t a part of his job (our company only contracts them to do floors and trash so it’s our responsibility to clean up after ourselves). My coworkers must have noticed too because they have since stopped doing their own dishes and has been leaving piles in the sink knowing that they will be magically washed and dried in the morning. They even make comments about the “Mexican sucker” that’s cleaning for them. This has been on going for a few weeks now and my coworkers even have the audacity to complain about water spots on their mugs. So throughout the day when I find myself alone in the kitchenette, I take an item or two and toss them out in the building hallway trash so it can’t be found. We work in a building where we share office space with other businesses and there’s no cameras so I haven’t been caught yet. A coworker asked our manager about their items being taken, but my manager just reiterated the policy. I guess I am being petty, but my coworkers are trash and I don’t feel bad.
I Give My 3 Year Old Son Counterfeit Fast Food
I save my sons Mc Donald's wrappers and happy meal boxes then reuse them by serving him microwave chicken nuggets and oven French fries in them. I even throw in ketchup packets and a little toy he'd forgotten he had to help sell the lie. He loves it. And I'm not sorry
I am a foot and a half taller than my wife. So when I take a shower I make sure to set the shower head as high as possible. Then when she gets in she can’t reach it to lower it and she has to call me in. So I get to see her naked. She has yet to realize that setting is too high for even me. Not that I can’t see her naked pretty much any time but still. It’s the little things.
The r/confession subreddit was founded all the way back in late 2008. Over the last decade and a half, it’s become one of the most popular communities on Reddit. Members of the sub are encouraged to admit to “illegal or immoral action” that they’ve committed very intentionally. Mistakes or accidents don’t count here. Moreover, you can only confess to things that you’ve personally done—you can’t talk about other people’s misdeeds.
What’s more, every poster has to express regret for what they’ve done and be as specific and concise about what happened as possible. The moderator team running the community notes that they don’t accept posts with limited context. The confessions have to be detailed and accurate.
“Confessing only the barest of snippets or most cryptic of details isn't the purpose of this sub. Understanding what you're confessing shouldn't be like pulling teeth, context is important,” they write.
I fall asleep watching my boyfriend's YouTube channel so he gets more views on his videos because it makes me happy how excited he gets about more views
I'm Dying But Haven't Told Anyone
I was diagnosed with cancer a little over two weeks ago, after a regular checkup. Turns out I have a tumour on my colon that has spread to other areas (liver and lungs so far) and will require extensive chemo and surgery for any chance to live longer than 8 months
I'm not having any treatment and I haven't told my wife because she'll only pressure me to get the treatment, which result in months of pain and suffering for a relatively small chance
Instead, I'm making sure our last few months together are filled with only happy memories. I'm starting work later and finishing earlier each day, to make her breakfast in bed and take her on dates in the evenings
My landlord I rent my workshop from has agreed to let me run my business rent free for the next 6 months, which means significantly less financial stress and I can save a lot more, so she has something to carry her over afterwards
I hope she'll forgive me for taking this path
OP needs to tell her and stand his ground about treatment. but I think this post is copied from reddit
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I don’t think I could forgive my partner for doing this to me. So much confusion and pain AFTER they’re already suddenly gone and I’m alone trying to figure out what just happened. No comfort from my closest loved one. No chance to try to be there for them in their darkest moments. I wouldn’t have the chance to be there emotionally and try to make our last days as full and amazing as possible. We humans never live our lives as well as we would if we knew it was our last days, that’s just human nature, so I would feel so many regrets. This would honestly destroy me. Please don’t do this to your loved ones. You’re causing much more confusion and pain than you’re saving, and the pain won’t even come until you’re already gone so you can’t even help comfort your loved ones. As noble as it sounds to just tell no one as you slowly quietly die, it is SO TRAUMATIC for everyone who loves you and wasn’t prepared for a premature death. (I’m sorry but I just lost my grandma too early because she didn’t tell anyone she was so sick and I’m really hurting over it, I wish she’d told me she only had a year left because I would have quit my job to spend all my savings taking her on vacation and now I’m left feeling selfish and empty)
She cannot force you to take treatment, but she will never forgive you for not telling her.
Sometimes the better path is the less *ethical* one, just live your life to the fullest. I feel its better for those around you to not suffer the burden. Personally idk how I'd be in this situation but, i respect you
I wish I had not told my husband of 29 yrs because he said he couldn't deal with it and walked away. In a new town in a new state, I am all alone. He's an a*****e and many might say I'm better off but I'm not because I have no one to help care for me.
That's horrible! I am so sorry you are going through all this stress. Please look for online support groups related to your diagnosis so that you have someone to talk to. And look locally for mental health and/or spiritual support. There is someone out there with a hug for you.
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sort of related but i'm kinda curious: would you want your friend to tell you they were dying or not?
I'd want them to do what's most comfortable for them. I'd be devastated if they didn't tell me, but I'd get over it. I love them. If the horrible scenario happened that they'd learn they'd have such a horrible illness I'd want them to be as happy as possible during their last days, and if that's what it takes, so be it. I'd wish they'd let me help them, support them. But if they feel better not telling me and living their last days like that, I'd think it would be unkind to expect them to put my feelings first. They're the ones dying. And everyone deserves the right in this situation to decide what's best for them. I think I helped them best that way, with me not knowing, if they so wished and made that decision. I'd think they wanted to enjoy their last moments untainted and happy. I doubt that would be possible if they told me. The knowledge would always be there and tainting the moment for them. I wouldn't want that.
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My husband was diagnosed with leukemia 2years ago. He is not able to work anymore and I have been working 2 jobs to make up the income while he is in the process of filing disability. I don't mind the 2nd job or the lack of time, sleep that I now live with. What hurts to watch is the strongest man I know, I have ever known, slowly deteriorate before my eyes. I understand why someone would want to keep cancer a secret. It's a heavy weight not only for the person suffering but for the significant other and/or family. Each diagnosed person copes different and has to choose the path to live with the time they have left. Your wife will understand. You are doing the best you can for what you were dealt. I too do my best.
Yes. Thank you, g! I'm so sorry you and your family are experiencing this. Please look into support groups. I didn't. Everyone disappeared after the funeral and I was suddenly on my own with 4 kids. Even when he was terribly ill, he had still been my rock and my partner, and I fought like h*ll to keep him with us. I made a lot of really bad decisions in the depth of my grief after my husband, my best friend, was truly gone. We thought we had everything planned out to make continuing without him as smooth a transition as possible, but it's never how you think it will be. I wish so much I had reached out to a support group, because, IMO, only someone who has lived this type of trauma can fully understand it. But I didn't have supportive family and I hope that you do. It would have made a huge difference. Sending hugs your way!
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I got diagnosed with MS 3 months back and haven't told / discussed this with anyone close to me yet !!
As a fellow MSer for 10 years, it's a tough one to tell loved ones as they will go through their own grief process. I found that forwarding them sources of information about MS after telling them really helped me. The MS Society UK has easy to read and informative information. I hope that this helps you
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Like this post, I'm also dying. At first I wasn't going to tell anyone nor get any treatment. Now, my company & real friends know. They all still care. I'm still not getting treatment, however each day I stay they know I'm committed to helping them progress in their various ways. I have financial & emotional independence to choose how this goes. The wife is still pissed I won't get treatment. However I told her she can take it out on me when I'm gone, until then she better love the %<@÷ out of me. She has graciously agreed. I posted this on a throwaway account, long time lurker..never thought I'd make a comment. I feel better now, beer is good.
Heartfelt wishes from a stranger. I'm glad you feel better, Enjoy your beer and what time remains x
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So you told your landlord and not your wife?? Oh my GOD. I hope she never finds out. Wishing you all the best. I’m so sorry you’re experiencing this.
She won't forgive you-not for leaving her, which you can't help, but worse, you're refusing to allow her to say goodbye. She'll secretly hate you for that. You're not being noble, you're being cowardly and selfish.
Walk in his shoes for a mile. She'll have a chance to say goodbye - he won't be able to hide it for long. And she'll forgive him for not getting treatment, too. I know - in my husband's case, I feel that the decision to stop treatment was his and his alone - he was the one in intractable pain. Let's hope you're never in his situation.
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I'd for sure want to know if my partner was dying, so I could cherish every moment we had left. Also I'm curious how she hasn't noticed the changes in his behavior, since he does know. Seems most people would realize something's up. She could even think he's trying to cover up an affair, which makes things worse.. just communicate with your partners, people!
You don't already cherish every moment? I'm glad I always cherished my husband. True happiness was a rare occurrence once I knew he was dieing.
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I know you want her to be happy but she is going to be devastated when she finds out you never told her.
At least tell her a month or something before you die. It would be really sad to have her see you just laying somewhere.
Unfortunately, she will know whether he wants her to or not. Cancer deaths are very painful and he's going to have a tough time at the end. I'm so sorry he is walking this road alone, but I think I would do the same thing. I would use my time to get my death organized, do my best to provide for the family, and not raise much of a fuss about it.
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I fully relate with this. I debated for a long time about if I should tell my wife. I told my wife. Hiding it was eating me up. But I'm still not seeking treatment. My wife knew something wasn't right with me and had the feeling when I told her. I just couldn't walk to my grave with that secret.
That's cold. If you tell her she'll make sure to spend even more time with you. Prepare her for the worst or the shock will be awful
The shock is awful no matter how much time you have to prepare. At least in my experience.
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No. Just no. Never lie to your significant other! Never! She has a right to know it and she has a saying in your health! She has a right to be prepared if you die. Just taking the easy way for yourself is BS and it is wrong! A relationship is a commitment.
My mom did the same to me. She didn't want to be treated and didn't want me to worry. I understand but I can't forgive her. I was so angry for so long. Please don't do this to her or anyone that loves you. If you don't want to be treated then stand your ground on it but don't keep it from her. Let her know this is all the time she has with you.
Selfish arsehole. I get it - you have cancer and are allowed to be selfish, but that doesn't mean you should. She will hate you for this and will never forgive you. How dare you.
I support your choice re treatment. I would do the same. No sense in expensive painful treatments just for a few more days of life. When it's over, it's over. Best to leave with good memories and finances worked out. AND if you leave a really good letter for her about your choices and why she WILL forgive and understand. Might take her a while, but 'hang around' near her from the other side and provide what comfort you can - 'visit dreams' are very helpful. Had 2 from my son after he passed.
To be honest, there won't be a way to hide it as the cancer progresses and this gentleman loses weight and begins to show other overt signs of illness. Over the course of the next six months or so and long before he dies, his wife is going to find out.
Nope. It's hard but she has a right to know. You get to choose the course but your partner may have things she'd rather do or say.
I’m so very sorry. I know that overwhelming feeling a cancer diagnosis brings. Being given an end of life one must be unbelievably sobering.. It is a roller coaster of emotions. Your heart is in the right place, wanting to shield her, but please tell her soon. She needs time to accept the situation and emotionally prepare. You will need help living your last weeks, and for this part she needs to know in advance. Let her help you emotionally and you help her as well. My heart hurts for you both.
the thought is sweet but she will feel betrayed you didn't tell her. Deal wit this together, don't do this to her
Dear sweet man ... I can't imagine what you are going through. But I CAN imagine what your wife is going through. I know you want to make things as easy as possible for her, but she will spend the rest of her life feeling guilty that she didn't help you go through this. She should know ... and if you think it's best to not have treatment, that's your call. You can take her with you to discuss your prognosis with your oncologist. And remember ... sometimes even the smallest odds pay off.
Consider asking an End of Life Doula for help, it would benefit you & your family
That's a very difficult decision to make. I can understand why OP wants to spend what time he has making happy memories. But in the end it will still cause heartache and pain.
Oh my god. Tell her! I know you are trying to help her out but this is something you can not hide from her!!!
I've read so many painful letters by the surviving spouse who was kept in the dark. This isn't fair to the living is generally the response. However, my own experience with a terminal disease and the hideous treatments makes me side with him.
I understand the thinking but it's early days and it'll reach a point where it's only right and proper for her to know. She'd want to support you, also make the most of the time you have. If nothing else, it'll eventually become evident that you are not well and you may regret trying to do this all on your own. Not sharing could do a lot of damage, but do so at a time that works for you.
none of my family had a chemo and lived, all die during chemo. if she really appreciate what he did, she will know the value of the last days as moving and enjoying times together, instead of staying in hospital and wast the last days in pain
I'm very sorry for what you're going through, I can understand why you don't want to say anything. But in reality, it will probably do more damage than good. Explain everything about why you don't want treatment and remember she'll need time to accept your decision. In my opinion, I think you are robbing your wife of the last moments of your life together.
I think you are amazing, she will be tearing you a new one when and if she finds out but until then you do what you want, you deserve it.
This is a hard one. I truly understand your choice of not getting treatment. Talk to your oncologist and explain to him why you don’t want any treatment and that you are afraid your wife will pressure you into having it anyway. Trust me he/she will understand (they have dealt with this before) and might be able to explain this to your wife. In my hospital we have special palliative care nurses helping families with these issues. In my opinion it is important to tell her, because there will be a day you won’t be able to fake it. She needs time to proces this.
...I am doing the same. Liver failure. I think he's catching on, though--the constant fatigue, nausea...
I just looked at the original post on reddit. It was done 4 years ago...
Make sure you have a will, power of attorney, and medical power of attorney set up asap. Talk to an estate lawyer.
Tell her or she will live the rest of her life with hurt and resentment. Even if you don't go through with the treatment she needs to know her days are numbered with you as well. She deserves to know my guy.
Fast. Stop eating now and drink only water (or sugar-free beverages). Cancer cells are the only ones that have a hard time surviving without glucose, while the rest of your body will be fine because it will be fueled by the ketones your liver makes by breaking your fat. You'll be hungry for 3 days, then the hunger will go away and you'll be full of energy. besides, your cells will enter protective mode, which will help them resist chemo. (Source : I'm currently on day 8 of my 17th fast and I've never felt better)
OP. JFC, tell her you're dying. By all means, you can just tell her it's untreatable and leave it at that, but she needs and deserves to know how much time you have together. And *you* need her to know so she has time to prepare and not have a breakdown when the time comes that you can no longer function unaided.
In good times as in bad times. I think that committing to each other, all outside stuff aside - that's what the committment is kind of about in the first place -, requires to not keep things of that severity a secret. Imagine waking up next to your dead wife. Oh, she has a letter sticking out her bra ... "Dear husband, I have cancer. I will die. I hadn't got the heart to tell you, I'm afraid of your reaction, and I don't want to discuss my decision not to accept treatment. Hope you forgive me - sorry! P.S., there's half a lasagna already on the fridge, just heat it up, love ya!" - oh, bummer. She broken. Ah, not to spoil my mood, just gonna go die elsewhere then... Or what?
Truly surprised by the reactions. He's the one who's dying, how he handles his diagnosis is his choice. Of course anyone would be upset if their loved one wouldn't tell them but they want to cherish their last months with them instead of making it all about the f*****g cancer
No, no, no, you have to tell her. End of life cancer is an absolutely horrific thing to witness, and she will be caring for you. You will traumatize her even more and she will carry that for life. I took care of my mom after she got unexpectedly sick 6 months after finishing chemo. She was in two hospitals and no one could figure out what wrong with her. It was an onco nurse who figured out the rash on her chest was cancer right under her skin. She was gone within two weeks. I won't describe the stages of death from cancer, but I wouldnt wish anyone to witness that.
I understand where your coming from but if you were my husband I'd want to know I'm sorry this has happened to you and I wish you had a better ending than this I wish you peace
Sorry, but this is a selfish viewpoint. Eventually she will know and it won't be a positive memory. He is taking away her ability to process how she is feeling about what is happening. I have a progressive, degenerative disease that is take away my ability to move - even if it doesn't help, I am doing everything I can to slow the disease. Not because I want to keep going like this, but because my family wants me around... I don't know why... but I do it for them, not me.
I am legit crying about this one. I get that OP wants to have a little control over the uncontrollable and do things the way that he wants, but my heart breaks for his wife!! Why can you both not grieve and come to terms with it together?! Let her be a part of making the time you have left together count!! For her, having him die without warning will be unbelievably traumatic.
My dad did this. Then he went to the hospital without telling anyone where he was. Mom was worried when she realized he was gone and had not been to work. She finally got the call, he had been signed into the hospital for a "check-up". She knew better and went there to see him. The next day she called all family if they wanted to come and say goodbye and the day after that he was dead. Everybody, family, friends, and Joe down the road kept asking us why *we* hid his cancer and did not believe us when we said we did not know. We were shocked and mourning and had to deal with the backlash too. He had planned his funeral, robbing mom of choices she would have made. The funeral is, after all, for the living. I can't forgive him for what he did to mom. It has taken her many years to get her life in balance again.
For some reason, people tend to take great offense when they're not told of a terminal illness.
And have no respect to the wishes of those who are dying and don't want to go through the medical procedures
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A tumour on the liver will cause it to slowly poison you to the point where you become confused and unhinged. She will find out soon :(
I get it. It is a hard enough decision to make not to undergo treatment. He selfishly decided to keep the diagnosis to himself to avoid his wife selfishly pressuring him to want to undergo painful treatment. If he has to deal with her pressuring him, that's only going to make his life even harder. I don't think her right to know outweighs his right to go as peacefully as he can. It sounds like he's making moves in preparation for when he's gone so she'll be all right he's not leaving her destitute.
I am sure he has listened to qualified practicing Drs who are using proven scientific evidence to make this hard decision, and doesn't need the interjection of random untested theories to make his final few months harder.
Load More Replies...I Hate My Brain Damaged Sister
I can't believe I am actually typing this out right now, it's making it feel very real. And before you say it, I know, I know. I am probably one of the worst human beings on this planet.
Around a year ago, my older sister (27), widowed mother of 2 boys (8) and (5) decided to, against every single warning made, get drunk as s**t and wreck her car into a rock embankment outside of our town. She was life flighted to a ICU, spent weeks in a coma and awoke in vegetative state. In the past year, she has SLOWLY began to see some progress.
Because of this accident, I was forced to quit my job, leave my friends, move across the country and back in with my parents, to help take care of her and raise my nephews. I love them dearly, but I have never wanted to have kids, especially not forced upon me like this.
She had the mind of a child now, argues about silly things, can't cook for herself, cries over everything, can't read, memory loss, partially paralyzed on her right side, has aphasia, and a LIST of other problems with me as her caregiver. She tell me how happy she is to be alive after such a bad car accident. I want to scream that I wish she would have died. Her boys are a wreck after losing their dad recently and now having a f*cked up mom. My parents are spending all of their retirement savings for her treatments. I can see the years getting shaved off my dad and mom from the stress.
I don't treat her any differently, I still tell her stories and laugh with her and do my best, but I hate the way I feel when I look at her. Did you even think about your boys when you got in your car? She is smiling and completely ignorant to the pain she has caused to my entire family. So I guess that's it. That's my confession. I have a deep dark hatred and resentment for someone I love. And I will never let her know.
Edit: I am a female btw.. and some people have said pretty horrid and cruel things and I totally get it. But I already feel pretty f*cking sh*tty about my feelings so you can't really make me feel any worse.
Everyone else. Thank you so much for the support, advice and feedback. I've read and appreciated every comment. Alot of the medical and healthcare advice I will be talking to my parents about and hopefully the financial parts of this can be helped a bit. Thanks guys, much love.
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I Secretly Put Money In My Pants Pockets So My Husband Will Do The Laundry
I put $5 to $10 a week in my clothes. He thinks he is getting one over on me because we both have a weekly budget. He doesn't know that he is part of my budget. If I even try to do the laundry he is like "No, I got it" Worth every red cent.
This is bad. Not so much on the laundry trickery part. More on the money matters overall. You two do need to discuss this like proper adults.
My Wife Thinks I Take Our Daughter To Dancing Classes But I Actually Take Her To An MMA Gym
The dancing and MMA gym aren’t too far apart which is how we have been able to get away with it for 2 years.
My daughter loves it there and everyone is so kind to her.
Before you jump in telling me I’ve forced my daughter into being an elite fighter, over a dancer. I didn’t! At first I took her to dancing classes and she hated it, she said all the girls were already in groups of friends when she started and they wouldn’t talk to her.
So I said “screw it why don’t we both learn MMA, it’s way more useful that dancing anyway”
I can’t tell my wife about it because she hates stuff like that and there literally no reasoning with her on the subject of fighting.
Your daughter can defend herself from creeps. MMA is definutely a good life skill.
I Put My Infant Daughter In The Closet, Shut The Door And Walked Away
I'm so overwhelmed. I haven't really slept in 8 weeks. That's how old my daughter is. She's a beautiful little girl, but she screams and screams and screams. I do everything to console her. I make sure she is fed, dry, not in pain and comfortable. But she almost never stops screaming. My husband left this weekend for a business trip and I was alone with her for the first time. It was going ok this morning, but then the floodgates opened. I held her, rocked her, bounced her but nothing worked. I wanted to shake her
I'm ashamed to type this, but I wanted to shake my baby. I thought I was about to have a nervous breakdown. I was so fed up that I strapped her into her car seat, placed her in our coat closet and shut the door. She was still screaming and I shut the door on her. I set a one hour alarm, went upstairs and collapsed into my bed. I wouldn't say a slept, more like I instantly went unconscious. An hour later my alarm went off and I sprung up and ran downstairs to her. She was sleeping and no longer crying. I picked her up and held her and just started sobbing. It's too much. I'm a terrible mother. I can't handle this.
However, it’s very natural and even human to judge others for their decisions, behavior, and looks. It’s something that people do automatically, as well as consciously. Being judgmental of others has its downsides, as well as some upsides.
On one side of the fence, people judge others to feel superior, find flaws in others, and feel better about their own decisions. Others might judge others and themselves to figure out where they fit in, what results they want, what they’d rather avoid in life. Putting someone’s flaws under the microscope can help people readjust the way they live their own lives. It also helps us become more self-aware of our own decisions and how they impact the world around us.
I Sold Fake Drugs
At a party in high school i found a bottle of vitamin C pills in the bathroom and decided to tell other drunk kids that it was ecstasy and sold it to them for $20 a pill. I ended up leaving with about $200
I Made My Brother Think He Has Alopecia For The Last Fifteen Years
This is probably the pettiest thing I have ever done, and I regret it to this day. When I was fifteen years old, I got my first job and started to have some money of my own. I used my money to spoil myself and purchased nicer thing like clothes, shoes, makeup and salon brand shampoo.
My brother used to sneak into my bathroom and constantly steal my nice shampoo. He would use them and most of the time he would leave them open in the bathtub. This would result in the rest of the shampoo going down the drain and leave me with empty containers.
This drove me completely insane and I hated him for taking my things. I tried to speak with my parents about this, but they told me that I should just learn to share.
One day I went out and purchased hair removal cream. I mixed this into my shampoo bottle and left it in my bathroom. I gave him a verbal warning not to use my newly purchased bottle, but he stole it again anyway. Over the next few days his hair slowly started to fall out and small bald patches started to appear.
Seeing what I had done I immediately emptied the remaining shampoo. I felt terrible and I truly didn’t think it would have as a dramatic effect as it did. My mother took him to the doctor to get check out and they diagnosed him with Alopecia. He than had to start using this special and terrible smelling shampoo to combat this.
His hair did grow back but I just recently found out that he is still using the shampoo in order to prevent another Alopecia flair up. It has been 15 years now and I have never told my brother that I caused him to lose his hair.
I Fake An Accent At My Job
My heart is pounding writing this because I literally haven’t told anyone this. So I work at this one store, and I work on the sales floor; but before all that, I was just one person interviewing for a position at the store. Before I arrived for my interview, a friend of mine dared me to interview in a British accent. I said I’d do it only if they paid me, and to my surprise, they sent me like $10 through venmo (which was more than enough for me). I went into the interview with the mindset that I wasn’t gonna get hired and they inevitably hired me on the spot. Accent and all. I was nervous because I had already talked to a whole bunch of higher ups with the accent and decided to just go through with it -thinking it was only going to be a summer job. I was so wrong. It’s been like 7 months that I’ve been working there and I still use the accent to this day. When people ask me where I’m from I just tell them my hometown because I have several brits from that town whom I grew up with. The accent hasn’t really posed a problem until now cause my bf is friends with one of my coworkers so I’m gonna have to find the right time to come clean.. thanks for coming to my TedTalk
Though we all carry secrets with us, it doesn’t necessarily mean that we’re bad people. There’s a difference between secrecy and privacy after all. It’s fine to keep some things private. However, if a secret has a huge impact on others, it’s best to opt for transparency. When in doubt, put yourself in someone else’s shoes and consider whether they would like to know the truth or not. Meanwhile, if you’re feeling guilt or shame, odds are that you’re being secretive, not private.
Rebuilding trust after sharing the truth might be hard to do, but it’s not impossible. It will take time, effort, and consistency.
I Leave Fake Parking Tickets On Cars That Deserve Real Ones
I ordered a batch of them off Amazon and leave them wherever. Sometimes if nobody is around I make an effort and fill in all the details on it to freak them out before they get to the bottom and see it's a fake.
Sometimes I just write something dumb in the comments and leave the rest blank.
I've left them on cars at my university that aren't technically illegally parked, and on cars that are parked in no parking zones at my grocery store. I especially do it when somebody is parked in a handicap spot that's not supposed to (no plate or hang-tag).
Local laws are sketchy on this, some would argue it's misrepresenting itself as official and therefore illegal, but at the bottom of them they say they're fake. So others would argue the worst they could get me on is littering if the police actually cared enough to do something.
I Stole Over $20,000 In A Very Creative Way In The 90's
I worked at a fast food chain in the 90's when I was in high school. When I worked there they were in the process of phasing out denominational gift certificates. ($5, $10 & $25) The way is worked was if you spent more than half of the certificate they gave you the cash back. So if you ordered $5.50 worth of food and gave them one of the $10 gift cards, they gave you the $4.50 back in cash. My manager was in charge of destroying all the existing certificates as we transitioned to the more traditional credit card looking gift cards.
So my manager said he shredded the certificates like he was supposed to, but one night when I was closing I found two boxes of the gift cards tucked deep in the dry storage room. They were FILLED with the certificates that were supposed to be shredded. So, I scooped them up, brought them out to the dumpster in trash bags and threw them away. After we closed, I came back and recovered the back, and brought the certificates home. I counted them. There were 1,000 $25, 1,000 $10, and 500 $5 certificates. None of them had expiration dates. Total haul was $40K in fast food certificates. My manager never said a word, he couldn't. He had reported them destroyed weeks earlier.
Over the next three years my girlfriend and I toured every location in our state, and the next 4 states ordering food, and getting the change. We never kept track on a spreadsheet or anything, but we got good at knowing what menu items were just about half.
After the first year, we started saving the change in a shoe box, and let it build up.
I bought my first car for $7,800 cash from the change. And for some reason A kiddie cone was $1.05, if you gave them a $5 cert they gave you $3.95 back. We threw away a lot of kiddie cones.
Good! I like this one. The corporation can afford it and already budgeted for every/most tickets being used.
I Posted Fake Jobs On Internet So I Could Build My Own Resume
When i was 19-20 years old I was looking for jobs and could not find any and people would tell me to build a nice resume. The problem was, I did not know how to do it so I posted fake jobs on internet and would get resumes. I used those resumes to build my own using the skills that I liked on their resumes. I could also tell who was competing with me for those jobs that I posted. I feel bad for those people that thought it was genuine and applied.
I am 33 now and have a nice job. Those resumes truly did help me build my career.
I Lied To A Blind Neighbor And Told Him I Moved Away
Many years ago, I was standing on one of my balconies when a taxi driver was obnoxiously blowing his horn out front and yelling for a blind man to "walk toward my voice" from his own townhouse. That direction was toward traffic. My roommate and I went down and helped him to the taxi and scolded the driver for being so rude. I made the mistake of giving the blind neighbor my phone number so that I could give him a ride in the future.
Then the phone calls came... and never stopped. And when I gave him a ride, he would ask for various detours. I'm very calculated by nature, if he had told me beforehand where he wanted to go, it would be cool, but no... we'd be driving along and he'd throw in 2 - 3 extra places on each ride. And it came to be every day that he wanted rides... and he'd even call me to remind me to give him a ride, not that was ever late or backed out.
Finally I had enough, so I gauged how blind he was. His response was that he was "blind as a bat". A week or two after he said that, I told him I had a job interview in the next city. A week after that, I told him I got the job and was moving away in a month. After I "moved away" It was strange as hell walking by him in silence as he stood on the sidewalk.
Tf? Of all the ways to get out of giving him rides you chose this?
I Run A Fake Restaurant On A Delivery App
I registered a company, bought all the take-away boxes from Amazon, signed up for a few delivery apps, made a few social media acounts and printed leaflets that I drop in mailboxes. I re-sell microwave meals...On some meals I add something to make them look better, like cheese. So far it’s at around £200 a day in revenue.
Nobody suspects a thing, soon someone will come for higene inspection, but I’ll pass that check without any problems. It’s not illegal to operate out of your own kitchen.
Should I feel bad? I feel kind of proud to be fair and free as a bird from the 9-5 life.
Well, you do have a business license right? And you had your county health certification right? And you have your food handlers card right? And your Serv Safe other food safety person in charge certification right? And you’re paying your taxes quarterly, yes? Do you feel anything yet? Maybe some worry after you’re sued when someone falls ill and you haven’t got insurance. You do have it right?
I Pavlov'd My Girlfriend
My ex used to use a specific shampoo and over time i noticed that every time i smell this shampoo on other people i automatically think of her and this got me planning..
For my current girlfriend, every time we got down to business i put on a cologne that i saved specifically for those times. No matter how spontaneous the action was, i found the time to put on a puff or two of this perfume secretly and then continue.
After weve been going on for couple months, i began to do tests - i put this perfume on when casually walking in the kitchen past her, and just sat down in the living room. Soon enough, after couple minutes she got here and initiated sexy times!
Now i use it ocassionally (im very careful not to overuse it so it doesnt spoil the effect) when i want to get hee going, and it works well enough :)
My favorite is putting it on before going out to a public place, and watching her get super worked up and unload at home
It's pretty obvious that a person has just sprayed on smells- I think what was actually happening is that you are signalling to her when you are interested, and she is responding to your cues.
My Boss Pissed Me Off So I'm Catfishing His Wife
My boss is generally a d*ck.
I noticed his wife (who also works at the company) came up as a recommended friend on Snapchat, I copied the user name and added her on my burner Snapchat.
After a few messages and a few fake selfies she has told me she is single and sent some damn good reveling pictures.
I feel a bit guilty now but damn she is hot.
I Added Tabasco To Wendy’s Chili And Used It To Get Second Place In A Chili Cook Off
Title basically says it all. This wasn’t a professional organized competition. There was some bmx event with a couple hundred people and they always have a chili cook off. I’m not much for cooking so I thought it would be funny to throw a bunch of Wendy’s chili in a crock pot and see if anyone noticed - they didn’t.
I’ve been a vegetarian for roughly twelve years so this was a long time ago.
I Stole A Pregnancy Test Bc I Couldn’t Afford One Today
Hi. I feel awful. Anyways long story short I only have $7.49 in my bank account I am a full time working student and test these days are 45.99!!!!!! And then cheapest one was 11.49. I just took one and I feel so bad I want to cry. But I really need to know- as I sit here on the toilet and type this waiting for the results.
I Stole A Girls Ipod Touch And Then Sold It Back To Her A Month Later
It’s 2011, I’m in Year 7, it’s my first year in high school and I got sent somewhere where I literally only knew one person, and we never spoke.
A few months into the year and I’m sitting in Math class and this one girl who I just could not stand (and who also bullied me on and off) kept just interrupting for the stupidest of things, and just generally kept getting on my nerves the whole lesson.
Part way through the lesson the teacher tells us to leave our things in the classroom so we could go to the computer lab, and I was the last to leave the classroom. Note that most kids hid their iPods under their pencil cases during class so they could get away with using it, and I knew for a fact she’d left it there.
I don’t know what possessed me to steal her iPod, but I did. She never found out.
But now, I leave school, the iPod is still in my shorts pocket. Nobody knows what I’ve done. The girl thinks one of the guys was screwing with her and doesn’t suspect me at all.
Now the one defining feature of her iPod was that the back was completely covered in small circle stickers. Ones that had gotten so worn down they’d almost fused with the device. So I did what I could and I scrubbed those f*ckers off until it looked brand new.
I didn’t use it at all, in fear of my mum seeing it and screaming at me for being a thief. So it just sat in my room gathering dust, until about a month later I overhear her asking some people if they know anyone selling an iPod.
One week later and I’d made $150 by selling a girl her own iPod that’d just been factory reset and scrubbed down.
I Messed Up My Local Eco System By Setting Hundreds Of Californian Ladybugs Free And Never Told Anyone Even After I Started Noticing The Changes
I just recently was reminded of this story by the man on TikTok who let millions of frogs go in his backyard. Someone in the comments mentioned the story of a man who let out ladybugs and a wave of regret hit me.
When I was about 13, my science teacher let us choose our own final projects. My friend and I wanted to do research on [m]etabolism, and after searching around the internet we discovered that ladybugs would be the best test subjects for our experiment. We somehow got approved by our school to order 100 ladybugs from California for the sake of science. However, when they finally arrived, it turned out that my teacher had ordered wrong and there were 500 lovely little creatures waiting for us in a box. We got a bigger container to hold them all and ran the experiment as planned. Spring break finally rolled around and my teacher assured us that he would take care of the ladybugs while we were gone.
However, when we returned, the box sat unmoved on the table. Our teacher had forgotten to feed them and they all lay on the bottom, dead from starvation. You would think that having done an experiment on the metabolism of these organisms that can withstand crazy temperatures and prolonged starvation we would have realized they could still be alive, but no. I cried and felt terrible for leaving all of them to die. My teacher reluctantly gave me permission to go "bury" them to respect their loss.
I opened the container and a swarm of ladybugs took flight, dissipating into the air. Some were actually dead, but the majority had left the container. My teacher watched this happen, and although a lot of the details are fuzzy, I'm 99% sure that my teacher told me to keep it quiet.
The next years to come came some of the worst ladybug-related disasters my small town had ever witnessed. They CRUSTED the windows of every home and ate foliage like crazy. People who were unfortunate enough to have poor insulation (including me) would find them in every nook and cranny in the house. In such a tightknit community full of farmers and gardeners, word spread fast. And I just watched it all happen, knowing full well who was responsible. Years went by until the population of ladybugs seemed to go back down, but they still run rampant. I'm not sure what help could have resulted from my confession, but it certainly would have cleared up what had happened for the dozens of townspeople who didn't understand why this was happening to them.
I feel absolutely terrible and wish I had confessed sooner. I know it seems like an unfortunate mistake, but in hindsight it was reckless and I should have told someone sooner. I have told a few friends since the story re-entered my mind, but I just thought I needed to apologize to the public.
Seems like the teacher was the one at fault? OP didn't know they were still alive.
I Have Been Sleeping With Both Partners Of A Married Couple. Neither Of Them Are Aware The Other Is Cheating. The Wife Doesn't Know The Husband Likes Men
The wife came onto me first but I didn't sleep with her out of respect for her husband, til he messaged me on grindr and I realized they're as bad as each other and I may as well have some fun with it. I even popped the husband's bootyhole cherry. I might tell them one day but ehhh the sex is fun.
I Overcharged Over 5,000 People
Back in high school I used to work the concession stand. In my school the booth was a little folding table where I would sell water, pop and chips.
To anyone that was a visiting team I would charge $.25-.50 more on the items they wanted to buy, and I would keep it.
I ended up making somewhere around $3,000 doing this for my high school career, and no one ever found out because I didn’t charge anyone from the home team the same amount.
I Sh*t On My Neighbors Door Step
So back when I was ten my dad asked me if I wanted to make 20$. I accepted. The catch I had to sh*t on our neighbors door step. It was clear my dad had beef with this woman. She woke in the morning and tried to blame our Chihuahua. My dad yelled at her saying that the sh*t was bigger then our dog. Impossible. The point is I don’t feel bad. Forever daddy’s girl.
I Stole Money In Junior High School With A Fake Fundraiser
When I was in junior high and it was perfectly fine to go door to door and ask for donations for sporting events and stuff, my sister had a typewriter and I would make up a fake sign-up form and ask for donations to a team going somewhere with my school. Easily [made] [one] hundred bucks in one day. Never forgave myself lol
I apparently did this once with my twin when we were like 5. I went to my neighbours house and asked for money for “heart cancer.” I was apparently inspired by our Halloween UNICEF donations, which you might remember if you’re a millenial/Gen X. The neighbour mom gave me a toonie and then instantly called my mum and was like “I think your children are robbing people” 😅 we got punished, neither my twin or I remember doing this at all but it’s a story we keep hearing and it makes us laugh. What a couple of bratty little arseholes eh lmao.
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Some real a******s in this thread. It's one thing to mess up your life. It's another to destroy someone else's.
I resent having to check in on my father who had a mental breakdown starting a couple of years ago. He never raised me, just saw him every once in a while growing up, I never managed to connect with him due to his reserved and quiet nature. So I'm frustrated that people assume I have a duty to look after him. His wife of 10 plus years finally left him when the strain of helping to rehabilitate him became too much. I resent having to pay for his meds out of my paycheck every month. I resent his weakness and inability to have a grip on life because deep down I'm scared it's genetic.
Find a social worker to get him hooked up, then bail. None of this is your responsibility.
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Big confession: I was the moron who brought a big box of tiny plastic jewels and hid them all over school. I even paid a boy to hide the jewels in the boy’s toilets :/ I think I may have inconvenienced a lot of the janitors, but they didn’t seem to mind. I saw a teacher making a bracelet out of the jewels she found, and for a while all everyone could talk about is who the freaking heck hid those stuff
Not gonna lie, I think that's a pretty awesome prank. I remember doing similar with beads when I was a kid.
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I made my terrible coworkers (unknowingly) clean up my after-coffee sh*t almost everyday for months. I started working at a doggy daycare facility/vet clinic and found out that most all of my coworkers were mean to the dogs. And the ones who were actively mean were complicit by way of not speaking up. I can't speak for any physical harm that might have been done, but I could definitely tell by the timidness of the dogs around certain people that some kind of abuse/intimidation was happening. So, I spoke up to the manager (who didn't know as she was quite spread thin in her role and thought she could rely on middle management to be decent people) and since I couldn't outright prove abuse I ratted them out and got them in trouble for other mistakes they made. It was very obvious that I was the snitch because everyone else there were close friends (like knew each other before they got the job close) so they started doing everything and anything to try to get me in trouble. One of them even took video footage of me taking a 13 min break when it was supposed to be 10, and sent it to the manager. Needless to say, it was really tough waking into a place everyday feeling the utter hatred from everyone for breaking up the party. But I worked with the manager (who I forgot to mention was also my sister so they resented me even more) and slowly got them ALL sacked, installed surveillance around the facility, and helped to rebuild a new and amazing, extremely caring team of staff. IN THE MEANTIME, before the cameras of course, I would literally take my (after coffee) sh*t in the play area right before the shift turnover so the next terrible person would have to clean it up. I did this everyday until all the terrible people were outta there. I watched as all the dogs gradually changed from being scared out of their wits to totally stoked to be there. Those people absolutely hated me and I would overhear them laugh with each other as they talked smack about me.... But little did they know that every single one of them had to clean up my sh*t for like a month and a half.
Thank you for helping those dogs. You are a hero.
Load More Replies... I love my parents deeply. I also resent them, and most of the people they consulted for parenting advice. I wasn't treated as a liar per se, but all my negative emotions were regarded as overblown and routinely invalidated altogether, and I was blamed for not being able to ignore my bullies. I was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder at 13, which made my parents a little more sympathetic but if anything even less trusting that any physical symptom I had was real or as bad as I claimed. Since becoming an adult I've been diagnosed with multiple chronic diseases, all comorbidities of a connective tissue disorder that makes many of my joints visibly hypermobile. I'm glad they at least take my physical ailments seriously now, but just last week they rolled their eyes at me when I was zooming with them because I was panicking about a test case for I job I really wanted. (I pulled thru & they gave me some helpful encouragement, but I really could've done without the eye roll).
HS dropout here. Went to an alternative (self-study) college, back in the days when it was not as common. There was a box on the application that said 'do you have a HS diploma?' I was scared and checked 'yes'. Right before graduating with my BA (and High Honors), I confessed to my advisor. She didn't care. I was so relieved. Went on to grad school and now I'm one of only two people I know (which includes me) who have an advanced degree with no HS diploma or equivalency.
Man, I know some of the posts here are honest mistakes or tiny pranks but the rest makes me think humanity is better off gone instead... Smh...
One little secret of mine is that I make and sell stickers at school. It’s not a big buisness, I make only ₹10 a day which isn’t much. My parents don’t know about it
My friend in college told me she was the one driving the car when she crashed and killed her boyfriend. The police always thought and she always told them that he was driving.
So you're friend is a murdered and should be in jail?
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Some of these are people who made dumb mistakes as kids, and regret it, some of these are kinda sweet, or otherwise harmless, and the rest seem kinda terrible.
I disagree because eating habits rely heavily on memories. Mc D's marketing to children does exacly that. Building happy memories and associating it with their brand. This is the main reason Happy meals are relatively cheap. It's an investment in future customers. Nobody is saying "once in a while" is a bad thing but it also involves saying no. Because of this I think this is a really bad idea and not wholesome at all.
I live in a village and commute to the city. The job pays well so I need to go only a couple times a week. People on the bus were mostly regulars so everyone was friendly (this was about 15 years ago, not so much now). But there was one arrogant guy who always stuck his nose up at everyone. Lo and behold, Mr Snooty came to my workplace to find a job. I don't think he noticed me when he was being interviewed by the general manager. After the interview, I told the GM, You don't want him. She always trusted me, so that one sentence was enough. He never got the job.
So, you don't like someone and decide they don't get work? Wow how terrible are you
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I absolutely fūcking hate my 6 year old brother. I ignore him, I have to be forced to say hi to him, and I'm hoping to go NC with him when I'm older. I wish we never adopted. I am not sorry,
Some real a******s in this thread. It's one thing to mess up your life. It's another to destroy someone else's.
I resent having to check in on my father who had a mental breakdown starting a couple of years ago. He never raised me, just saw him every once in a while growing up, I never managed to connect with him due to his reserved and quiet nature. So I'm frustrated that people assume I have a duty to look after him. His wife of 10 plus years finally left him when the strain of helping to rehabilitate him became too much. I resent having to pay for his meds out of my paycheck every month. I resent his weakness and inability to have a grip on life because deep down I'm scared it's genetic.
Find a social worker to get him hooked up, then bail. None of this is your responsibility.
Load More Replies... Big confession: I was the moron who brought a big box of tiny plastic jewels and hid them all over school. I even paid a boy to hide the jewels in the boy’s toilets :/ I think I may have inconvenienced a lot of the janitors, but they didn’t seem to mind. I saw a teacher making a bracelet out of the jewels she found, and for a while all everyone could talk about is who the freaking heck hid those stuff
Not gonna lie, I think that's a pretty awesome prank. I remember doing similar with beads when I was a kid.
Load More Replies... I made my terrible coworkers (unknowingly) clean up my after-coffee sh*t almost everyday for months. I started working at a doggy daycare facility/vet clinic and found out that most all of my coworkers were mean to the dogs. And the ones who were actively mean were complicit by way of not speaking up. I can't speak for any physical harm that might have been done, but I could definitely tell by the timidness of the dogs around certain people that some kind of abuse/intimidation was happening. So, I spoke up to the manager (who didn't know as she was quite spread thin in her role and thought she could rely on middle management to be decent people) and since I couldn't outright prove abuse I ratted them out and got them in trouble for other mistakes they made. It was very obvious that I was the snitch because everyone else there were close friends (like knew each other before they got the job close) so they started doing everything and anything to try to get me in trouble. One of them even took video footage of me taking a 13 min break when it was supposed to be 10, and sent it to the manager. Needless to say, it was really tough waking into a place everyday feeling the utter hatred from everyone for breaking up the party. But I worked with the manager (who I forgot to mention was also my sister so they resented me even more) and slowly got them ALL sacked, installed surveillance around the facility, and helped to rebuild a new and amazing, extremely caring team of staff. IN THE MEANTIME, before the cameras of course, I would literally take my (after coffee) sh*t in the play area right before the shift turnover so the next terrible person would have to clean it up. I did this everyday until all the terrible people were outta there. I watched as all the dogs gradually changed from being scared out of their wits to totally stoked to be there. Those people absolutely hated me and I would overhear them laugh with each other as they talked smack about me.... But little did they know that every single one of them had to clean up my sh*t for like a month and a half.
Thank you for helping those dogs. You are a hero.
Load More Replies... I love my parents deeply. I also resent them, and most of the people they consulted for parenting advice. I wasn't treated as a liar per se, but all my negative emotions were regarded as overblown and routinely invalidated altogether, and I was blamed for not being able to ignore my bullies. I was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder at 13, which made my parents a little more sympathetic but if anything even less trusting that any physical symptom I had was real or as bad as I claimed. Since becoming an adult I've been diagnosed with multiple chronic diseases, all comorbidities of a connective tissue disorder that makes many of my joints visibly hypermobile. I'm glad they at least take my physical ailments seriously now, but just last week they rolled their eyes at me when I was zooming with them because I was panicking about a test case for I job I really wanted. (I pulled thru & they gave me some helpful encouragement, but I really could've done without the eye roll).
HS dropout here. Went to an alternative (self-study) college, back in the days when it was not as common. There was a box on the application that said 'do you have a HS diploma?' I was scared and checked 'yes'. Right before graduating with my BA (and High Honors), I confessed to my advisor. She didn't care. I was so relieved. Went on to grad school and now I'm one of only two people I know (which includes me) who have an advanced degree with no HS diploma or equivalency.
Man, I know some of the posts here are honest mistakes or tiny pranks but the rest makes me think humanity is better off gone instead... Smh...
One little secret of mine is that I make and sell stickers at school. It’s not a big buisness, I make only ₹10 a day which isn’t much. My parents don’t know about it
My friend in college told me she was the one driving the car when she crashed and killed her boyfriend. The police always thought and she always told them that he was driving.
So you're friend is a murdered and should be in jail?
Load More Replies... Some of these are people who made dumb mistakes as kids, and regret it, some of these are kinda sweet, or otherwise harmless, and the rest seem kinda terrible.
I disagree because eating habits rely heavily on memories. Mc D's marketing to children does exacly that. Building happy memories and associating it with their brand. This is the main reason Happy meals are relatively cheap. It's an investment in future customers. Nobody is saying "once in a while" is a bad thing but it also involves saying no. Because of this I think this is a really bad idea and not wholesome at all.
I live in a village and commute to the city. The job pays well so I need to go only a couple times a week. People on the bus were mostly regulars so everyone was friendly (this was about 15 years ago, not so much now). But there was one arrogant guy who always stuck his nose up at everyone. Lo and behold, Mr Snooty came to my workplace to find a job. I don't think he noticed me when he was being interviewed by the general manager. After the interview, I told the GM, You don't want him. She always trusted me, so that one sentence was enough. He never got the job.
So, you don't like someone and decide they don't get work? Wow how terrible are you
Load More Replies... I absolutely fūcking hate my 6 year old brother. I ignore him, I have to be forced to say hi to him, and I'm hoping to go NC with him when I'm older. I wish we never adopted. I am not sorry,
